the devils in the details....

Frusteration

Why is it that months later it still hurts? And why do I realize that the fb me isn’t the me I am it’s the me I’m supposed to be according to other people? It’s all I can do not to break into alligator tears over something I can’t change over actions which were not my own. When I fall I fall hard. And when I realize heartbreak and I’m in a place where hugs don’t happen, i feel so alone. I’m surrounded by thousands of people. I can’t gay a simple hug. Truly a most painful tourture.

ok.

le sigh.

when you realize that you’re personality is contrary to everyone around you, you kinda feel like you’re on an island alone.

an island whith a lot of people on it. ugg…