It’s already here.
The despair, the feeling that you’re thisclose to drowning. Running out of breath, running towards an exit, wishing you were anywhere but where you are.
But you’re there.
Sitting next to the person that’s supposed to be your light. But instead, sitting next to them is like being underneath a huge, ominous storm cloud.
It’s sucks and I’m sure there’s a more poetic way to say it but why waste your breath?
Relationships. The shitty ones will suck the life right out of you.