So tired of crying. I feel so alone and pathetic.
Two weekends later I still sit in my bed and cry. I gave someone my heart and they gave it back to me broken and I just have to live with it.
Very often questioning the reason for my existence
Who do you turn to when there’s no one to turn to?
Random outbusts of sadness accompanied by tears but “im fine.” I use distractions so my mind doesn’t race. Tonight, I ran out of distractions.
Why am I hurting so bad? I have no one to turn to