I’ve made a mess

Somehow I managed to make things worse and there’s nothing I can do about it I did this and it’s my fault

Waiting for the it gets easier part to kick in
The you’ll feel better it’ll be okay.

"I’m sorry I gave you everything I had without making sure you wanted it."

Heavy (#418: April 21, 2014)

(Source: write2014, via takecaretiredsouls)


Wow I’m a mess, it’s only Tuesday night and I’ve already cried in my car about half a dozen times this week. Why can’t I just keep it together all of the time?