Climbing up The Walls

     I'm earthbound for the foreseeable future. So why not ensure that my life here will be good? Why can't I stop hurting those I love? Why can't I just live a life of truth. Well no more, No more. I am living a life where everyone knows who I really am, and where the one that I love doesn't have a reason to not trust me and a reason to tell me, when I ask her what she's thinking, that she's thinking she hates me and doesn't believe a word I've ever told her. I DO love her. I DO. I can't stop crying. I can barely fight the urge to cut myself, but I have to, and I'm going to because I told her I would. And I will stop cutting.

     I'm sorry. I need to write another "I'm sorry" post I've never been so sorry in my life. Today, earlier today, all I did for about 4 hours was think to myself  "I'm sorry, So Sorry." And then I would sing parts of that song by Feist. That song being the namesake of my "So Sorry" posts.

     I started this as a draft like more than a week ago and I honestly can't remember what it's about. At any rate, here it is, sorry for my absence.