I plain and simply quit.
It's, like, I do not comprehend the necessity to be so constricting on him...
I just don't get it... and I can't deal with it.
Maybe it's a sign that it's not supposed to last... I don't know...
I can't possibly end it - I don't want to.
But I don't know if I can handle it, at all.
"This is the moment.. when the gods expect me to beg for help..."
That's how I feel right now...
"I'm only a man, in a funny red sheet..."
I am definately not Superman, or Wonder Woman I guess would be more appropriate.
"Isn't anyone trying to find me? Won't somebody come take me home?"
I feel so entirely at a loss... I have no idea what to do or where to turn.
It certainly doesn't help that my mom is like, "Fine, if she's going to be irrational, look, I can be more irrational!" So now I can't go over there anymore, at all. I don't comprehend how that helps.
"And if I had my way I'd hold you in my arms and leave this madness all behind..."
