You sucked. Like, you seriously sucked major donkey testicles. You ripped things apart, you wore me down pretty damn good towards the end, and you stole one of my favourite people from me. For that last point alone, I hate you. You made me want to hurt myself. I even thought about killing myself too, so thanks for that!
I got caught up in the middle of so much fucking drama, despite trying my hardest to avoid it. Mostly that of my parents. You made it tear me apart from the inside to remember all the actual good times I had with them growing up. All the rare moments of joy during the winter holidays are long gone and I was miserable as fuck trying to forget it as much as was possible.
Nothing stayed the same. Everything that could have changed, did. And it's set to continue to do so in 2016 by the look of things...
You weren't entirely crappy though, so I appreciate that. I was entirely happy sometimes.
All I ask for 2016 is that things settle down for a while. I need things to settle down, and just stop. I need a moment for a breath. I'm too tired and stretched too thin to take in too much more change. It can't be a constant thing like it was last year, I need to stop. For a while.
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