i think it always hurts more in the mornings when i wake alone. that painful realization that all has gone wrong, that once again, i've let the one thing in life that matters to me.. slip gracefully away.

i'm good at not standing up for myself. i'm great at hiding my feelings, then letting them explode at all the wrong times. i love trying to please everybody but myself. i can cry immediately, at the mere mentioning of her name. i feel sorry for myself for days on end. i do nothing to change anything i've ever felt. i have no pride in myself, i don't stand for anything, i let people walk over me at times, i whine and cry just to get by, there's nothing good about this.. [so let it go.]