Crying on the bathroom floor again
Head spinning, feels like caving in
But I'm alright... not really.
I feel a little silly, pacing back and forth here
Head-still-spinning my brain is just too god damn busy.
I mean like... why cant I do anything right?
All I am going to really do is fucking apologize
Apologize for crying and hurting and dropping my toothbrush for the 6th god damn time!
I'm getting too ahead of myself
I do that often
At times I tend to overthink and no longer want to swim I just float then debate if I should sink.
But soon, the thoughts will flood again.
I am worried someday my brain will cause waves that will be followed by a natural disaster.
Something I /think/ I am prepared but /know/ I am not ready for.
Cant explain how much I hate crying on the bathroom floor. But the bathroom floors have sorta become my bestfriends over the years. They soak up my salty, mascara filled tears. .