solareclipseyes

I'm so sad and sick. This is really just too much. I have to struggle with my fucking Lupus and when I need you to be there most you are just half way.
I wish I could stand on top of this mountain and yell.
I wish I could wake up and break up this lake of hell.
I feel like a bitch for letting the sheets twist me up.
The last star fighter is wounded, time to give it up.
On a pick it up mission, left it bitter.
Livin' with a million memories just to forget her.