Going to sleep with a broken soul. I feel like i’m in a soap opera, and this is my low moment. I think i’m going to have a nightmare tonight, and even when i wake up, another one begins.
I hate myself right now. Why am I crying, and I shouldn’t be writing this here. I hate the need to tell someone how I feel. I should have kept my mouth shut. Instincts are right. They always will be.
