Monday Madness

All I have ever wanted was for you to simply understand that all you have ever done was hurt me. You have promised me the world, and of all days to remember this, my mind picks today. And when I dream about you the way I did last night it fucking kills me. . . Hey thoughts, FUCKING GO AWAY! I want to go a week, without thinking, or feeling. Without wanting to hide away forever. Without getting that urge hurt myself. Being able to deal, and being able to accept. No one has to know the trouble that goes on in my head.

Stop Loving Him.