I cry through my skin.

Mood: SUicidal, resigned.

 I'm tired of fighting. I'm tired of everything being a struggle....What am I fighting for anyways? Skye and I got into another fight today...I don't know what's wrong with us lately...We used to be so perfect together...We never used to fight. Is our relationship disinigrating? We spent about 20 minutes figuring out if we should break up or not...Well, rather, she told me I had to decide because every decision she makes goes to heck. The entire time she was telling me to choose whether or not we break up I just wanted to burst into tears and tell her how much I love her and how I never want to break up with her...I didn't of course. I guess this is where my cold detatchment comes into play...I can't ever let anyone else see me cry. It's physically impossiable no matter how sad I am. It seems like everything I thought was stable isn't...It all crumbles eventually. Even I will soon crumble...But when I fall it will be into a pool of my own blood and tears.