This has nothing to do with that song, I just fucking love that song. and cats.
Its always me, I can’t stop doing things only I never know I’m doing them. I do so much wrong but I never know that its wrong until later. I am exhausted, I hate hurting and destructing everything I love, but I just can’t stop because I don’t know I’m doing it. I want to be able to express my self and say exactly what I’m feeling but a lot of what i believe isn’t believed here, not to say I’ve stopped believing it because i will not ever stop in my beliefs only i don’t waste my time saying them any more because here their wrong. I just want the pain to stop but no matter how hard i try all i ever do is make it worse. Ill hit you with an analogy, its like a rip in your shirt, every time i try to sew it back up I end up ripping it worse than I did before, then when it gets a bit better and I sew it up a little, I trip over again and rip it some more. god I’m being dramatic and whinny but I don’t care :( I miss my cat, I miss my bed and I miss home. :’( I can’t wait to go home, 27 days! I’ll get to show Code my world <3
