Sometimes I wish I had an anonymous place online to write my secrets. To bitch about people in my life who piss me off but I deal with anyways and don’t want them to know.
Sometimes I need a place to cry where no one is going to ask me what’s wrong.
Sometimes I need someone who already knows what’s wrong when I am crying and doesn’t need to ask.
Sometimes I just want to be held.
Sometimes the ache in my heart hurts so much I can barely breathe.
Sometimes the temporary things that fill the hole in my heart all leave at once which leaves me feeling broken.
Sometimes it’s hard to pretend.
Sometimes the things in my Facebook Newsfeed hurt my heart and I can’t do a thing about it or even tell anyone.
Sometimes life isn’t all rainbows and unicorns.
Sometimes things bother me that don’t usually bother me.
Sometimes it takes me a day or two for the clouds to go away.
Sometimes the sun will come out tomorrow.
Sometimes the tears of a clown are enough to make you drown.
Sometimes a girl just wants a cupcake, dammit.
Sometimes weeks are full of Mondays.
Sometimes caffeine isn’t enough.
Sometimes life isn’t what we make of it…it is what it is.
Sometimes I write in code and only I have the key but it makes me feel so much better to get it out.