Finish This

i am: intense, in need, in pain.
i think: love is a myth
i know: more than I want to
i want: to be really loved
i have: trust issues
i wish: he loved me
i hate: being fat
i miss: sex
i fear: that i will always be a codependant masochist with scars instead of smiles
i feel: too many emotions at once
i hear: traffic and the silence between us.
i smell: dish soap on my finely scrubbed hands.
i crave: to be desired and loved by one person who is capable of accepting the same from me.
i search: for meaning
i wonder: at what moment in my life did i become this utter fucked up mess.
i regret: most everything.
i love: too much
i ache: for someone to need me in their life
i care: too much for someone who takes me utterly for granted.
i always: blame myself for others failings
i am not: nearly grown up enough
i believe: that with enough therapy i can stop myself from dying.
i dance: rarely
i sing: in the car and when i am morbidly sad
i don’t always: hear what people are saying
i fight: the urge to just off myself
i write: not enough.
i win: ha!
i lose: myself
i never: believe someone could really love me even if they say they do.
i confuse: sex for love and vice versa
i listen: to every nuance of his words straining to hear something other then narcissism.
i long: to feel like a disney princess at the end of the movie
i can usually be found: sleeping, smoking, or online.
i am scared: of being alone forever
i need: something in my life to change
i am happy about: W not going to prison.