When the sadness starts to creep in after being away for a while, why does it feel like coming home?
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When the sadness starts to creep in after being away for a while, why does it feel like coming home?
Everytime I look in the mirror I have to look at the person that I hate most.
My heart pumps the sadness through my veins.
I hate my music.
Where I used to just listen and sing along, my now broken heart hangs on every lyric with the sting of their meaning. I want to ache in silence. Don’t remind me that this pain I feel is just a universal experience for every artist to sing in remembrance.
I looked at all of our pictures.
Kept in a small box under my bed. Covered in dust from months of patiently waiting. Waiting for me to build up the courage to see you again. Surely when I look I will fall apart all over . The sight of us happy will tear out my heart.
But something strange happened. I looked through our pictures. The little notes you’d written me. “ I love you sooooo much. -E” All I saw was a person. Someone I used to know but don’t anymore. I looked at us and I felt nothing.
Each day goes by and I don’t feel. I put on my makeup, black eyeliner thick brows and a full set of lashes. I didn’t used to care for makeup. But now everyone calls me beautiful. I haven’t bought a drink for myself in 6 month there’s always someone willing to pay. I have this power over men I’ve never met before. So why do I still feel nothing. A part of me wants to feel but the other lives in this numbness.
Not to be all depressed and shit, but I am really not doing well.
Sometimes I can convince myself that you never even existed. That I made it all up in my head. That you’re not somewhere living your life without me. You aren’t real.
It helps a little.
I hate my music.
Where I used to just listen and sing along, my now broken heart hangs on every lyric with the sting of their meaning. I want to ache in silence. Don’t remind me that this pain I feel is just a universal experience for every artist to sing in remembrance.
Maybe one day I will be clean of you. Maybe my heart won’t ache when I think about us. Maybe my eyes won’t water at the mention of you. Maybe my heart will heal, you’ll be a distant memory that can no longer hurt me.
You will be like a dream I once had. That should give me hope but why does the thought of getting over you make me want to crumble to pieces.
In my dreams you want me. In my dreams you tell me you love me. You tell me to stay.
In my dreams I am enough. But I always wake up and you are always gone.
How can I let you go when a small part of me still hopes for our future. Even when I know I shouldn’t. Why does my mind betray me. How crazy to think we have no power over our own feelings. Just because I will to feel a certain way doesn’t make it such. I want to let go of the “what if’s.”
I wish I could scoop out the parts of my brain that hold on to you. I want to forget. Forget the way it felt to be loved by you, the way you smell and the sounds of your laugh. I want to forget your birthday and the snacks you’d pick on a road trip. If I can’t remember you then I can get rid of the void in my heart that longs for you. Because how can I long for something I don’t remember.
I’m so alone now that I hug myself when I cry because I know no one else will.
Watching Narcos for the plot.
The plot :
"Tell them Ellie is the little girl... that BROKE YOUR FUCKING FINGER"
"WHAT TOWNNNN"
I just know that those two lines felt so good to deliver. I just know that Bella and Pedro got those yells from deep in their chests.