Thoughts.....

It's hard.
When the person you adore so much, swoops in and takes advantage of that, plants themselves deeper into your heart, and then disappears the very next day. With nothing for months and months, making you wonder every single day what you did wrong and why you weren't good enough. Making you feel like you've won at life and then hit rock bottom. The worst possible feeling I've known, and I don't wish it upon anybody, not even an enemy. It's extremely depressing and makes you wonder if you sold yourself, and at a dirt cheap price, and then got tossed in the trash right after. Like a used toy.
I'm still trying to figure out how the hell to get over that.

Right now, I feel quite pitiful. Weak. Stuck with this awful feeling. What a draining life this is. No matter who I talk to, I don't feel any better, my heart doesn't feel any less shattered. It's just become a matter of surviving through the day with this heavy melancholic feeling, pulling down on my spirit and heart strings, keeping the tears hidden behind my eyes. I don't understand. And probably never will. Why I loved you. And why a part of me still does.

Posted by heartlocket
It's hard.
When the person you adore so much, swoops in and takes advantage of that, plants themselves deeper into your heart, and then disappears the very next day. With nothing for months and months, making you wonder every single day what you did wrong and why you weren't good enough. Making you feel like you've won at life and then hit rock bottom. The worst possible feeling I've known, and I don't wish it upon anybody, not even an enemy. It's extremely depressing and makes you wonder if you sold yourself, and at a dirt cheap price, and then got tossed in the trash right after. Like a used toy.
I'm still trying to figure out how the hell to get over that.

Right now, I feel quite pitiful. Weak. Stuck with this awful feeling. What a draining life this is. No matter who I talk to, I don't feel any better, my heart doesn't feel any less shattered. It's just become a matter of surviving through the day with this heavy melancholic feeling, pulling down on my spirit and heart strings, keeping the tears hidden behind my eyes. I don't understand. And probably never will. Why I loved you. And why a part of me still does.

Well, you got a Saggy moon.
You'll get over it soon.

Haha no I have scorp moon, sag rising. But I'll take the last part!