"I don't want to be alone. I have never wanted to be alone. I fucking hate it. I hate that I have no one to talk to, I hate that I have no one to call, I hate that I have no one to hold my hand, hug me, tell me everything is going to be all right. I hate that I have no one to share my hopes and dreams with, I hate that I no longer have any hopes or dreams, I hate that I have no one to tell me to hold on, that I can find them again. I hate that when I scream, and I scream bloody murder, that I am screaming into emptiness. I hate that there is no one to hear my scream and that there is no one to help me learn how to stop screaming. I hate that what I have turned to in my loneliness lives in a pipe or a bottle. I hate that what I have turned into my loneliness is killing me, has already killed me, or will kill me soon. I hate that I will die alone. I will die alone in my horror.
More than anything, all I have ever wanted is to be close to someone. More than anything, all I have ever wanted is to feel as if I wasn't alone." - JAMES FREYinA Million Little Pieces.
Yes, I'm reading the book, A Million Little Pieces. I'm so hooked to it, and this got me hooked-er to it. But hey, I might not be a druggie nor an alcoholic like James, yet I seriously can relate to this. It's my favourite "paragraph" in the book.
The words are pretty self-explanatory so. I have no one, the ones I want to be there, are not. I know I can count on some other people, but I can't seem to open up to them. So, If you're not that slow, you know i've been stressing over the same problem for almost a month. And no, it's not "oh i think i'm just stressed" kind of thing, talking about it like its whatever. Because I know, I am, and I feel it. My body feels and shows it. I can't say I'm completely okay, because my heart hurts. It still hurts & It hurts more at some points. I have, been crying like crazy over the little-est to the biggest things. Hah, I don't know how it connects, but I even lost 20 fucking pounds. (LOL IM STILL FAT.) I don't know if that's supposed to be a good thing, or a bad thing., at the same time, I'm getting major breakouts. LOL no i lied. But I mean, ah zits piss me off.
But I know I'll get through this. I know I have to break the bottle sooner or later, but I'm just not ready yet. My heart is still hurting.
"I don't want to be alone. I have never wanted to be alone. I fucking hate it. I hate that I have no one to talk to, I hate that I have no one to call, I hate that I have no one to hold my hand, hug me, tell me everything is going to be all right. I hate that I have no one to share my hopes and dreams with, I hate that I no longer have any hopes or dreams, I hate that I have no one to tell me to hold on, that I can find them again. I hate that when I scream, and I scream bloody murder, that I am screaming into emptiness. I hate that there is no one to hear my scream and that there is no one to help me learn how to stop screaming. I hate that what I have turned to in my loneliness lives in a pipe or a bottle. I hate that what I have turned into my loneliness is killing me, has already killed me, or will kill me soon. I hate that I will die alone. I will die alone in my horror.
More than anything, all I have ever wanted is to be close to someone. More than anything, all I have ever wanted is to feel as if I wasn't alone." - JAMES FREYinA Million Little Pieces.
Yes, I'm reading the book, A Million Little Pieces. I'm so hooked to it, and this got me hooked-er to it. But hey, I might not be a druggie nor an alcoholic like James, yet I seriously can relate to this. It's my favourite "paragraph" in the book.
The words are pretty self-explanatory so. I have no one, the ones I want to be there, are not. I know I can count on some other people, but I can't seem to open up to them. So, If you're not that slow, you know i've been stressing over the same problem for almost a month. And no, it's not "oh i think i'm just stressed" kind of thing, talking about it like its whatever. Because I know, I am, and I feel it. My body feels and shows it. I can't say I'm completely okay, because my heart hurts. It still hurts & It hurts more at some points. I have, been crying like crazy over the little-est to the biggest things. Hah, I don't know how it connects, but I even lost 20 fucking pounds. (LOL IM STILL FAT.) I don't know if that's supposed to be a good thing, or a bad thing., at the same time, I'm getting major breakouts. LOL no i lied. But I mean, ah zits piss me off.
But I know I'll get through this. I know I have to break the bottle sooner or later, but I'm just not ready yet. My heart is still hurting.
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: klaudinepeñas. twentythird. Dec23/10❤
it was like , boooom ! 
10:37 pm
it was like , boooom !