Really wonders sometimes... what am I doing?
For friends and lovers and family alike, I wear my heart on my sleeve. Family is family. But... why do I set myself up by being so open for disappointment and hurt? I'm not a stupid person...maybe naive. Naive to think that people aren't lying to you all the time. That they're telling you shit they think you want to hear? They shy away from direct, blunt questions?
I hate game players and liars. I want my skin to thicken...to have a wall up around me; never let anyone in so I won't get hurt anymore. You'd think if you get shit on enough.. you learn.
Sometimes I want to disconnect the internet; phone...hermit down. Maybe the pain will go away?
My lonliness is my undoing. My passion. My honesty.
Don't take it wrong....but if you see my picture and you're not genuine - leave me the hell alone. I can't take anymore bullshit and drama anymore. Be straight up.
Can you function without a heart? Mine seems to only cause me grief...
For friends and lovers and family alike, I wear my heart on my sleeve. Family is family. But... why do I set myself up by being so open for disappointment and hurt? I'm not a stupid person...maybe naive. Naive to think that people aren't lying to you all the time. That they're telling you shit they think you want to hear? They shy away from direct, blunt questions?
I hate game players and liars. I want my skin to thicken...to have a wall up around me; never let anyone in so I won't get hurt anymore. You'd think if you get shit on enough.. you learn.
Sometimes I want to disconnect the internet; phone...hermit down. Maybe the pain will go away?
My lonliness is my undoing. My passion. My honesty.
Don't take it wrong....but if you see my picture and you're not genuine - leave me the hell alone. I can't take anymore bullshit and drama anymore. Be straight up.
Can you function without a heart? Mine seems to only cause me grief...