It feels like everything that I every wanted,everything that I ever had is going to disappear....what if things do? I mean its not like the things I love and the things I want ever stay with me. They all though some are longer and some are quicker disappear from me, which is just reality's way of saying " hey bitch just thought you should know I'm still here and im gonna fuck you up." I dont want to give up but there doesn't seem to be a point in fighting anyway. Everything I do im terrified to , putting my faith in something but ultimately knowing that life will just knock me down isn't something that makes me want to jump into it.
Sometimes I just want to sink.
