Things aren't always as they seem

Deep breath in, deep breath out. I tried like hell to calm myself, I have been shaking non stop since I left the club. I couldn't breathe, just breathe. I cried all the way home. I can't believe what I just did, why do I keep doing this to myself. Why do I keep getting myself in situations like these. I struggled to sleep throughout the night, I suffered from insomnia I barely slept and when I did I had severe night terrors. Waking up screaming, crying. So I would stay up and write some songs, or busy myself with art.I walked around my apartment, I love my place. It might be small, but it's always filled with laughter. I learned quite early in life that it's not the size of the house it's the friends,family, smiles and laughter that makes it a home. And my 2bedroom apartment have a lot of memories branded within these walls. I took a moment to just breathe it all in, all the times we shared and all the trouble me and my friends love to get into. I guess we each have something in commo