Our consistent pastime is dwelling on what is wrong with our relationship and each other. Every mistake is as a weapon to be used. If we worked as hard on being together as we do on driving each other away maybe we’d find peace with each other. B.B.
Hurt shouldn’t pile up like this inside of someone.
No one should suffocate beneath pain on top of pain.
You should have time to breathe,
time to scream it out until it doesn’t exist anymore.