Oh man. :/

I just want the day to be over. The week. The month, the year. I really don’t know how much longer I can do this. How much longer I can hold on. Why is life constantly testing our strength? Is there ever any breaks, is anything ever easy anymore? I miss kindergarden. The world was so simple. Everything was so big, and you were so small in a giant colorful world that had so much to offer you. Nobody cared what you did. If you shared your dolls with them, you were best friend worthy. You were so naive. Everything seemed so perfect. I wish the only thing I still had to worry about was coloring in the lines. Now I can’t leave the house without a fucking trainwreck following in my path. I used to be so confident. I never let anything bring me down, despite the hell around me. What happened? Have I finally reached my breaking point?

Somebody once said that the pain will go away. But I don’t know if I believe that anymore.

R.I.P., Bonnie Alexandra Johnson; February 10th, 1950 - May 18th, 2010. I love you.