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There is no way that I can deal with this. 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..." |
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