I don't know what this feeling is but it's driving me crazy, because I'm the one with anything to lose. you bit back every ounce of pain and doused it in your own personal form of medication. and I'm no arsonists but I can tell you that fuel cannot put out fire. hatred and fear are feelings I have learnt to describe but never knew how to deal with. there are emotions you stir up far more intense than I can deal with and I'm sorry. because you deserve a comfort call with no strings attached. it's strange because I'm addressing so many different people, but it's the same ones every time. my thoughts are too big for paper, the way your smile is brighter than the sun. balancing is a tedious act and we all fall off in the beginning. we eventually learn to manage, except the ones who never grow up. you make me hate you. you make you hate yourself. feelings and emotions and I seem to get TOO much because your screams are piercing through all the thoughts in my head and it's impossible to think of anything besides the way your words hurt me.
in other news, I want to marry shah rukh khan and I have set eyes and expectations of people whose names I refuse to mention.
kuch kuch hota hai
- dina xx
