I rather feel the pain through dance, then to feel it through flashbacks.
I am taking baby step, one at a time. But everytime I think, tears run down endlessly. I want to hide in my room, and just stay there. Give me at least 2weeks, or wait give me just 3days. That is all I am asking. I need to hide, and cry my fucking eyes out, make myself mentally prepared for the consequences, and what-nots. And all the possible thoughts of harassment and follow-ups.
I need to hang strong, but it is like stock-market. Going up and down like there is no tomorrow. I want to bbm you Jaymes. I want to, but I know.