No matter how high I manage to fly, the sadness always finds me.
The pills were suppose to make me happy..
At least I feel numb. I’m sad, but no more tears will come. I try forcing myself to cry thinking that with the tears that roll down my cheek, that the sadness will, too. It doesn’t.
I want to be happy. I do. Who wants to feel sad and inadequate all the time? I mean does anyone actually enjoy this shitty feeling? I hear it’s a state of mind, and that you can control your own happiness… I don’t believe it though.
I want someone to love me unconditionally.. Someone other than my mom. Not to say her love isn’t appreciated.
Fuck you, sadness.
Well, fuck my shitty decisions that led me to these feelings.
I used to believe in having no regrets.. Used to.
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