why did i do that? was it for this moment? or this one...? maybe one of them will be worthwhile.
i had everything.
all my life, i've never kept an actual promise this is no exception.
yet there i was, playing the victim hurting myself every night as if that justified it cowering in my corner as the world my life their lives withered away around me...
what does any of it mean now?
i needed to stop calling him while drunk i needed to stop blaming everything on her i needed to stop hoping someday, someone would come and save me as if there was something they could save me from...
all my life, i've been dreaming of dreams but some days i just have to wake up.