Love Sucks, vol. 1

wearing: blue kitty jammies
eating: nothing
listening to: nothing

I'm going through some stuff that's pretty hard to take right now. A voice in my head tells me everything is going to work out, and everyone is going to be happy... but that voice seems so distant and dreary thanks to a pain like a thousand dull, unrelenting knives tearing at my heart, which continues to beat, so the pain just keeps on coming.
Right now if I had to chose, I'd say I'm optimistic that things will work out good, but I still have my fears. I cry because of my fears... I don't think I've ever cried so much in my life. For two hours this morning I was sobbing away, so that for the rest of the day my eyes were all puffy-like, like two little pillows of sadness. (I looked incredibly stoned.)

I hope I can sleep tonight, and eat tomorrow, because since lastnight neither of those things worked out too well...

*sigh*

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