thejunipertree (
thejunipertree) wrote2002-07-11 01:34 am
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cry.
All I want to do is cry.
There is this sick sadness welling up in my chest again. And I don't know where it's coming from. But, it's there. And it's a leaden weight for me to carry around wherever I go.
There is something inside of me that is struggling to get out. Only I don't know what it is. I can feel it fluttering and fighting against my bones.
Please.
make it stop.
All I want to do is cry.
There is this sick sadness welling up in my chest again. And I don't know where it's coming from. But, it's there. And it's a leaden weight for me to carry around wherever I go.
There is something inside of me that is struggling to get out. Only I don't know what it is. I can feel it fluttering and fighting against my bones.
Please.
make it stop.
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(*hug*)...this much i can offer, to comfort....
take care...it is a feeling that will flow and ebb of its own accord...best to let it do so..it will subside...tea helps, wierdly enough...
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peace.
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but if you ever need to talk to a stranger
(hopefully not for very much longer) you know
where to find me, right ? *hugs*
I hope we can hang out before Horror Find !!
i love you...