Nightly Thoughts 25
11:49 PM I don't know who to turn to. My cousin doesn't help. He doesn't listen to what I say. To how I feel. He just talks and that's the kind of person he is. And I can't blame him. I'm wishing. I'm wishing for a lot of things actually. But they're unattainable. And I can't really do anything about it. I want my sister back. To talk with her. To cry to her. To know someone is there for you. I love someone who will never want me. And yet here I am. Still. I'm trying. I'm trying so hard to stop. I keep telling myself to. Telling myself that everything was a lie. Telling myself that this is better. That they don't care. That they've moved on. That I need to stop, too. But I can't. I'm wishing to better myself. To not think about all of my analyzations of things. But I can't. Why can't I? Because the pain will heal faster if it's me inflicting it. I'm dwelling with just myself. But I can't hold everything in because I have no one to turn to. If I hold it in, I'd probably go back to what I used to do. And I hated it. Hated her. Hated the old me. A post. A nightly post. The posts where I'm able to let everything out. This post with which I'm hoping will release some of the pressure Because the next few days will be finals. And I need to concentrate on that. I'm wishing I can. I can do something about it. It's attainable.












