bria

lately it just seems that everyone is running aimlessly, hurting, throwing that hurt back on everyone else. Its some vicious cycle of hurt. I literally feel like everyone I know is hurting and dying inside for various reasons. Maybe its because of my surrounding, bars bring in sad ppl, I'm always in bars so of course everyone around me is sad. It feeds my bad mood to see everyone I care about losing it, just like me. I want to run, just not be here anymore. I know it never gets easier, a new place would be a new stage for the same sad neverending play that is my life. This is the first time I've ever felt that the hurt outweighs the happiness in ppls lives. It seems we're just surviving until the next disaster. Does it ever get easier?