At home. Not where I expected to end up at the end of the night, let alone at 11:30. I can’t really even explain how I’m feeling. Really sad? I don’t know. I have no green which makes everything 10 times worse. There’s always tomorrow. There’s always the next day. There’s always next week. Well tomorrow or the like never seem to come. I just really don’t want to be here by myself. I thought we were better than all the other shitheads in disfunctional relationships. Maybe I was wrong.

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