Mood:  sad

I can tell the meds are gone now.  The darkness seems to completely surround me, and in a house full, I feel yet alone again.  Part of me wants to return, get away from the one that has ruined my trust yet again.  I fear I shall never be able to trust another.  Tears burn the eyes out of fear of being alone as well as never having the ability to love all because of one idiot that doesn't know the truth from a lie, an asshole that thinks the hearts of woman are for dancing on like lil devils in the night celebrating a victory.  I fear the thought of not beginning tomorrow, and yet I enjoy the thought of yet another, torn emotions, for do I want this or not, it would mean being linked to the one that is probably the last I can ever love. 

omg imagin the moodswings and the lonelyness I will feel if the beginning doesn't appear!!!