dinosaurs

Some days I will pretend I'm not upset at all, and some days I will tell you everything, every tiny thought that crosses my brain. Some days I'll be hard and cold, and some days the memeory of a stuffed dinosaur I lost when I was four will make me bawl my eyes out. And some nights, some nights are going to be the kind where I have to surround myself with blankets and pillows just to feel like no one's going to strangle me in my sleep....others will be the kind where I can't sleep, and want to go adventuring at two in the morning. There will be flashbacks and crying jags and entire days that I spend in sweatpants, just wanting it all to be over so I can wake up and try again. I need your hugs, I need you to not make me feel like a crazy person...because sometimes, I'm not so sure, myself.