adrastea

What the fuck is home anyways?
Because I'm not sure I remember anymore.
I wish I could call my mothers house home,
but isn't home supposed to be warm and cozy and full of smiles?
If it is, I'm not sure I've ever had a home...at least not with family.
Too bad.
Something just isn't right anymore.
I think I just need a short break at life.
Soon, oh so soon.

til then,
in this night [and many others] my brain screams
mixed emotions of wanting to sleep
and unable to sleep.
my head is pounding.
i am exhausted. tomorrow i will be more exhausted.
at least tonight i'm under the covers in my own bed...
or what used to be my bed.
i just need to stop thinking.
or like i keep telling myself, just breathe.
home...oh how I wish I knew the real definition.



<33 Adrastea

PS. To lighten this emo bitch up...I got a filling put in my chipped tooth today and a face being numb with your cheak numb...is some really...awkward...yet terribly funny shit. Because drinking water was impossible. It just...fell right out. And trying to smear my chapstick just looked ridiculous. I should have made a video. But I just now thought of doing that one! lol.