west33785

When I want to rip my heart out, I do. I mean this is Xip's personal therapeutic expression, but I do every masochistic, idiotic, completely indulgent little cry for help I can. I bleed everywhere, get drunk as shit, and break something.

And eventually you just expend SO MUCH fucking energy on reveling in your pain that you don't have anymore, and you're all dried up, and you can't feel it, your insides are cracked and exhausted, and all you can do is sit there in this completely apathetic haze (which is how I prefer it) until something finally starts to grow there again.

Probably another damn heart though.
xip