Alina

It has been so long since I have written. Almost feels like I'm going numb.

"when a heart breaks no it don't breakeven" 
          the script

Please tell me you torture yourself over it like I do. 
          If not...what's even the point? 
          Can't dream about something that doesn't exist.

Can I cry the pain away. Feel the need to do stupid things. For no reason. I wanna run. The voices...voices...voices... 
          I just wanna run away. I wanna stay. I wanna drink the pain away. Corrupt my lungs fill my heart with dark black ink. Cry bloody tears. Break apart chaos is coming. Feelings are messy don't know what to do. Maybe leave or maybe leave for a while or forever or I don't know. 
          I haven't fucked up. No ones done anything wrong. Its just my feelings are a mess and I have no idea what to do with them. I guess Ill just hide them. For a while till I pop or no till I explode and the universe within me can't resist it anymore.
          Quiet. Serenity. Tranquility. 
          Nevermind. I said nothing.
          The echoes. My mind. 
          Bye. Forget it. Goodnight.
          I have nothing to say. 
          Its all good. 
          Everything good?
          Yes. 

Such a shame we met in the age  where nothing lasts. 

Everything is biased.

I feel satisfied with my decisions.

When you just finish reading "The Definition of You and Me" by @cityscape and its just the most beautiful of all heartbreaks. A piece of everyone's soul lives in this short story and it took a piece of me with it. 

Can we just pretend everythings okay with ourselves and carry on with the masks we put on everyday

When sadness engulfs your soul we become experts at messing up because we are being led by our feelings of weakness instead of our strengths. 
          
          Not-so-late-night-thoughts