lock it all up and throw away the key.

everybody just wants somebody...

sometimes I miss having someone to share my day with all the little in betweens, theres only so much a glass of wine can do for you, writing has become my new thing I've recorded every feeling so far that I couldn't contain, i've turned all those feelings into words, more than 99% of it has been expression of bitterness, anger and sadness I know its ok. Better in than out, this has all become therapeutical for me that I can freely express my feelings and thoughts, its like an overwhelming sigh of relief that at times you feel like you have no one to talk to, or you have people you can talk to but you don't wanna talk about it to stay private and secluded for your heart. I can write what I want and as much as I wanna share to help me without giving to much away. I feel like I deserve this, its become probably one of the most healthiest addictions I've encountered.