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Places for help:
If you cant go on:
http://suicidehotlines.com/
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I miss you and I hate myself for it. You were terrible to me and now that I'm free from your abuse I can't stop thinking about the few good times. I know better |
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When you are driving alone in the car just casually singing along to the latest tune enjoying the peacefullness of the car, turn off the music, fill it with the echos of him screaming at you...and remember. When you are at home, enjoying the peace you have when the house is clean and vacummed and all of the dishes are nice and clean, take one out and smash it against the wall. Fill the room with the echo of your tears...and remember. When you are in the shower enjoying the waters caress on your smooth healthy skin image when your body was bruised, broken and when you used to wish you were dead because it would seem easier than being alive...and remember. Those good times will never go away. You will always miss them. Remember that there is a man out there that you can have ALL those good times with...WITHOUT ANY OF THE BAD.
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| the above post, perfect. I couldn't have said it better myself. I've filled your shoes and never wish to be in them again.
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