Venting waiting

[railinglinen]

i'm tired of trying to tell myself it's okay. I wait, and wait again for nothing to happen. i don't know why i naturally assume for things to go well, because they don't. i sit alone and wait, and wait again, and again, and again, and then nothing happens. i feel like such a loser; i'm drooling on the floor, addicted to the ambien i keep inside my drawer.