Enough. Enough now (2)
I think if I get passed this night – and obviously I will – I’m gonna be alright. Hopefully.
If I can make myself cry, maybe I’ll be able to let go.
Lately I’ve been acting like a highschool cheerleader and I was begining to like it.
I wish I could go on but I realised how stupidly, ridiculously naive I actually am.
Moments like this made me the bitter woman I am today and I’m so afraid that this will never change back.
Thank you all.