Haunted.
I’m just so, so sick of this.
I wish this feeling would stop haunting me. And that may sound like an exaggeration, but I promise you it’s not. Haunting is the perfect word for it, because no matter how many times I think it’s dead and gone, it creeps right back up. And there’s nothing I can do about it. It comes at random these days, and I try so desperately to fight it back or to control it at least, but sometimes, it’s a battle I can’t even attempt to win. All I can do, is just keep telling myself it’ll get better. To believe it will. And deep down in my heart I know it will. But still, at times like this, when the feeling’s so much stronger than me, and I don’t have the energy to fight back, I’m stuck with it until it passes. Sometimes it feels like a decade, others just a few moments. Either way, it takes a giant toll and hurts a little more each time. I wish I wish I wish I wish I knew how to fix this. I’d give anything to not have to let him see me like this anymore. To be able to truly have a good day. To not have to hide my face from certain people because its red and puffy appearance is a dead giveaway. I wish this feeling could no longer haunt. I wish I never had this feeling at all.
Dear Sonic, THIS is what’s supposed to be put in my drinks everytime. Not once in a blue moon. EVERYTIME. Thanks, me.
I loveee cherries, but anytime I go through Sonic and order a coke with cherry and lime, I get 45 limes, and no cherry. -.- it makes me sad, that I am deprived of cherry goodness everytime.
Rant-over.
(Source: thecasualdiner)
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