warning this is possably the most woe is me blog i've written... ever
Do you love me or do you just know me?
Do you know me or do you just see me?
Do you see me or what you want to?
Do you see what you want to or what is lacking in me?
Do you love me or am I lacking?
We keep having the same fights over and over. And worse we've started having the fights we normally have with his father. He's slowly turning in to his dad, a man a dispise. I know you must be all very tired of reading about this. He's a good guy and I love him and he is worth the trouble.
But I get so danm sick of feeling this ache in my chest- feeling this tightness in my lungs. It's not supposed to be like this! I know its not supposed to be easy but I'm not supposed to want to run away all the time.
Here's the thing if I ran away. If I turned my life in to something else more like what I want.who would want me? I'm a broken ugly girl. I'm one of those people you introduce as having a great personality and a "big" heart. Hell I don't even have money to intise people with.
The worst realization is realizing the life you have is the best you can get.



