It was the release.
And then I won’t see you again Don’t you think that’s sad. Don’t you think thats sad! Your my brother.
I want to stop noticing all the faults you have and I have learned from you.
Alway need that one person who’s pretty perfect to frame myself up against.
I write hypothetical letters everyday, but I won’t leave the house. I find it hard to bear you.. but i think about you a lot. I cannot stand the thought of hating someone because I know Im wasting my time. I cannot stand the thought of loving someone because I know Im wasting their time.
I am conscious of all this every moment every day. The fraught happiness is deadening. Run away run away. At the end of every year sadness intercepts me, my heart is dropping beats. All I want to do is cry so at least that would be a release, but the tears won’t come
