Today, I've been recovering from a hangover so I've been sat in bed, crying and feeling sorry for myself and googling quotes on how I feel at the moment. I know most people usually vomit and eat when hungover, but I normally get into contact with my poetic side... (And by that I mean, copying and pasting other peoples quotations)
The heart was made to be broken - Oscar Wilde
The scars you can't see are the hardest to heal - Astrid Alauda
However long the night, the dawn will break - African proverb (one can hope this is true.)
Anger is just a cowardly extension of sadness. It’s a lot easier to be angry at someone than it is to tell them you’re hurt - Tom Gates
I'm going to be honest here. I miss you and I'm so angry at you for just walking out when you promised me you wouldn't. I've waited for something to happen with you for years, and you told me you felt similar. If that's so, how comes you could just walk away so easily, and I'm left here breaking my own heart over this? You seem to be having the time of your life considering how "upset" you were, I don't even know how I'm supposed to act. I'm so used to just hiding behind a smile and facing my problems at the end of the day when I'm alone. It feels like the bottle I use to hole up these feelings is slowly breaking and falling apart, and any time soon there's just going to be this massive rush, and I won't be able to control it. I wish you'd leave my mind and heart, and just be as mentally absent as you are emotionally and physically.
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