it make me sick,the way sadness is addicting.the way i can't stop.sadness is familiar it's comfortable and it's easy in a sense that it Comes naturally to me but everything else about it is hard.the way my body aches with self-hatred. the way my mind spins and spins with hopeless thoughts.the way it poisons everything I do,every relationship I have.yet it's addicting because I know sadness and i know it very well and there's a sort of comfort in that like being home after a trip or sleeping in your own bed after being away. there's just a sense that this is where I belong.this is how it's supposed to be..sighs..
