how did it come to this?
i try very hard not to think about it, but everytime im alone i inevitable start. there's no way i can forget such things so easily, no way i can push it all aside. whenever im alone the facts scream out to me so much it hurts. i dont want things to end this way but but i guess its for the better.
it hurts.
whenever im alone it hurts even more.
it pains me so much that im beginning to detest being alone.
when im alone i think about all the other times im alone and with my dog.
now i cant.
now i never can.
i dont wanna be alone.
somehow someway, if i keep myself occupied with other things i'll not get preoccupied with this. but then again, all i want to do is crawl up my bed and do nothing, let nothing get to me. i wanna wallow in my own sadness.
i cant take it.
