coffeelove

I fail and fall down, inches from the finish line
As I hit the ground the air is punched out of me
Gasping for air, digging my nails into the dirt
I see, I understand, I know every tactic of this game
But here I am
Again
I have no excuses, only beaten pride
And shame
Every time I start over, the list of failures grow longer
And it is a record I can't erase

I am PMS'ing, someone please shoot me now. Just put a gun to my head and pull the trigger. Don't let me suffer.
Crazy hormonal bitch week.
I am pissed off, depressed, overjoyed and all sorts of bipolar at once.
And yeah, horny. I did it for five hours last night and had to change the sheets, turn over the upper mattress and that was just after 1 hour.