I need time to pick myself up, to snap out of the shit I'm going through now. It could be 1, 2, or just 5 days, or it could be something like 1, 2 or 5 years. I spent the whole afternoon trying to sleep the sadness away, but I couldn't fall asleep until the tears dried up and my face was sticky. I think karma's slapping me in the face, telling me "Hey bitch, it's your turn now", for how I used to look down upon feelings once upon a time.

All the people I've laughed at, it's your turn to laugh at me now.