LTAB FLA

11/6/18

11/6/18

Rod wave sold his heart, I'll gibe you mine for free. I don't want it anymore. It's so exhausting trying to tell yourself to be strong because love gave you false hope again. I'm so tired of crying my eyes out like I'm feeding a desert in drought season. Constantly feeling like my heart is being squeezed into bits that you can only see with a microscope. This sucks! It's like being thrown away and its garbage day. Chewed and spit out is my daily purpose. I simply exist for your pleasure and enjoyment. No, this isn't a funk. No this not me seeking attention. This is me breaking and breaking. I could care less for attention. I cant possibly be expected to keep going and survive when the world will keep going without me. I have only two moods these days; nonchalant and melancholy. Joy and content is as far away as Tokyo. Nah probably somewhere tropical.