Letters To You |
When we are up...we're up. When we are down...we're down. This is the only way I know how to deal with it. Make sense of it. |
Anyone that reads this will probably think that I am a crazy ass bipolar that doesn’t know wtf she wants. One minute I love you, one minute I hate you. And then there is that gray area, that little area in between that keeps me here. Twisted up in this insanity of a relationship or in our case, relationshit. Nowhere in my mind should I ever think that what we have is remotely close to normal. This is fucked up. We are fucked up. I am totally fucked up. And he was right, at some point I have to take a stand. That day is today.
