Cried all night til' there was nothing more. What use am I as a heap on the floor?

Do you ever get that feeling when you just know you fucked something up real bad? When you wonder if the decision you made was the right one? I'm sitting in bed at 3.30am, feeling like a mess.

I wish with all my heart that I can just pack my bags up right now, get on a plane and travel to somewhere beautiful and unknown and leave this place and these people and these problems.
I cannot describe what I am feeling properly. I am tired and I am scared.

Currently listening to: She and Him (ft. Zooey Deschanel & M. Ward) - Sentimental Heart