Last night, worst night. I quarreled with my dad. I dont know why. I was just so pissed off that I'm so stifled by everything.
I blasted my music, I wrote 4 pages of my notebook and went to sleep holding the photographs in my hands. I looked at it a million times before I drifted to sleep.
The pain, unbearable. The tears, unstoppable. The sleep, disturbed.
Ash, I wish you could take away the pain but I know too well you cant.