And let the rambling begin. :B
Cos getting people out of your head is hard and being alone with your own thoughts is harder.
It was almost funny, who fucking hard it is to let go. I mean, he's only a boy and oh fuck I'm only a girl but it was sososososo hard to let go and I'd be damned if I said I wasn't falling. I'm falling and tumbling swiftly and brutally (and shit how does someone fall brutally?) into a blanked pit and god-awful despair that used to be my heart. And it wasn't fair. I was trying sososososo hard to stop myself but with every fucking shitty step I took, I stumbled three steps backwards into a place that scares the living daylights out of me.
…and then the sounds of my own fucking screams woke me up and I thought what the hell was I holding on to? and I let myself fall. Fall into a place that was sososososo dark and scary and I want my daddy.
And god, good god what the hell is happening to me?
'Cause in the end he's just a boy and I'm a god awful girl and that was that. We were never anything more so why the hell can't I let him go.
…pleasepleaseplease get out of my head. Please.