1. its 7 days into 2014.
and i have already thought about trying to gouge you out of my skin (literally, this tattoo fucked me over)
and cried myself into a restless sleep 3 and 6 times respectively.
i'm also about to have a melt down over my keyboard while i try and write you back in love
or back to life, or just anything that isnt the way it really went down.
2. i will remember this is 3 hours time
and wonder why i'm still like this nearly a year later.
its pathetic, stacie.
it really is.