More rant.
Im always SO CLOSE to things I want. Dating, falling in love, meeting a pack member.
And it ALWAYS falls through. Somehow. whyyyyyyyyyy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0P9odR9_FQ4
Saturday, May 6, 2017
Revamping
Since no one is ever on here, Im gonna revamp this as my personal blog since most don't follow me here and I'll be just talking to dead air. Still might not go into details on the off chance someone did read this.
Something happened recently and it leaves me back where I always am. Alone with nothing changing. Living alone. Doing things alone. Romantically alone. Just alone. I do have friends and great support but even that doesn't take away all the pain. Tho I know ppl involved don't mean to hurt me, it still hurts. Im still grieving.
I get my hopes up. I allow myself to imagine and dream of positive things that are the cusp of happening or just starting to begin...only to have dreams shattered and hope fade away.
Im almost bitter that don't feel like I can vent on my personal Twitter. To much risk of causing more pain to those who are hurting. Too much risk of causing more drama and more guilt. I may not even keep this up, for fear of someone clicking on it through my WRA blog. BUT I also need an outlet. I need to feel and scream and emotionally bleed.
Something happened recently and it leaves me back where I always am. Alone with nothing changing. Living alone. Doing things alone. Romantically alone. Just alone. I do have friends and great support but even that doesn't take away all the pain. Tho I know ppl involved don't mean to hurt me, it still hurts. Im still grieving.
I get my hopes up. I allow myself to imagine and dream of positive things that are the cusp of happening or just starting to begin...only to have dreams shattered and hope fade away.
Im almost bitter that don't feel like I can vent on my personal Twitter. To much risk of causing more pain to those who are hurting. Too much risk of causing more drama and more guilt. I may not even keep this up, for fear of someone clicking on it through my WRA blog. BUT I also need an outlet. I need to feel and scream and emotionally bleed.
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