A vicious cycle. Hmm. I realise I'm pretty emotional and shit, but this will be the last post I'll write about my broken hopes. I do not know how to phrase it. This is madness, but I'll get over it. I know I will. So last night was what I'd like to call- The Last Day of Magic. Mainly because it was the last night I'll ever give, hope and believe. The day was pretty well spent and heartbreaking at the same time, but at least I've tried. That I'm brave enough to face it. But that's it. I'm done. I was a good fighter, I've fought well and hard for something I believe in. It's true I'm gonna be hurting, maybe spend nights wondering..but I guess I'll get out of it stronger. It's better this way, I wouldn't wanna live my life in denial anyways. Here I am now, with a broken heart that beats no less. But then again maybe one day down the road you'll see me with my same old messy scruffy hair and faded jeans, but maybe by then, you'll just be an ever living ghost of what once was.
What a waste. But I guess that's how it works. Once again, thank you for everything. Goodbye.