i think cant breakdown. because if i do, everything else will. im a guru, a god damn guru that cries into my pillow. because i love everyone so much, that i think i shouldnt make them sad. and they can always rely on me, to pour their woes, and i'll always be there, to dry their tears and give them a small but sturdy shoulder to lean on when theyre tired... of reality. that harsh reality that is weighing us all down.
im a guru.
but im not a god.
today, im gonna need my pillow.. my penguins...
tonight, im gonna fucking cry.
let me be and i'll be fine tomorrow.
damn you, 830 class.
jess.
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