I'm Stuck

I must warn you right now, if you are looking for my usual ramblings.  May want to hit that back arrow or that "x" because it's going to get quite emo and fast.

Been fighting with myself on whether or not to even write this entry.  It was necessary, because keeping it to myself was affecting me in the worst way.  Sure I functioned, but I wasn't living.

I once again have felt the suck side of love, and I fucking hate it.  It was all good just a week (or two) ago. I have no clue of what I should do next.  Compass is off, no moss on the trees A brother is lost.  I don't want to wander into bitter territory.  Once there it's pretty damn tough to come out...maybe I'll just stay where I am rebuild my comfort zone and never come out....but that doesn't sound like any fun.

What do I do...dammit!

Well for starters you can stop wearing that heart of yours on that sleeve.  Seems to get damaged pretty often up there.

Why is this shit so confusing?!  I want to throw my hands up and say fuck it to all of it.

I won't though.