From time to time, something really weird happens to someone. From time to time, that someone is you.
I've cried like a little baby and smashed my head against the wall, sometimes i just roll up in a ball in my bed and cry. Yes, i am complaining about life, and no, i don't expect anyone to understand. And no, its not about rejection, or even religion.... its about wanting something so badly when you know you can't have it. It's about constantly getting dealt the cards 2 and 7, the worst cards in the deck which you somehow must make a play out of. It's about trying to do your best all the time.... sometimes i wish i could just fall... not too hard ... but hard enough to bring things back into perspective.  Im sick of it, im tired of it.... i want more... and i know i wont get it.... thats what burns the most