I have the most awesome, amazing and beautiful boyfriend in the world
I have good friends all over
I have loving family - who Sometimes I love back
And yet I feel empty on the inside like a little MF who doesn't have any idea what life is all about.
So yes, I'm going out, drinking, smoking, having fun.
But the slightest thing, even a joke - can brake me into pieces.
Sometimes I feel like I can't help it anymore.
"let's just slice it all up and go to a place where good is all they have"
Nick is good for me.
When he's with me I'm strong, loved, good.
When he's not around I swear to god I die a little bit inside.
When I cry I call him.
He can't hear me cry and he's kinda choking and you know he's about to....
He buys me all those things so I will feel better.
He helps me when needed.
He is, with no doubt - my knight in shining armor.
I love him and I'll do anything for him.
That's why I'm moving to LA.
Dark thoughts when the sun comes up.
DARK THOUGHTS.