Tuesday, June 19, 2007
You know how sometimes you feel so fucking hurt and yet you hold your head high and smile. (: the feeling sucks, i tell you. but i think i'll keep this whole thing about how much of a psycho i am to myself. it'll be too much for people to take. thinking about the future-what-ifs suck, cuz you actually built on hope without realising. and when you realise the what-ifs wont happen, thats when it all falls apart. you think you should'nt and don't care. but you know you do. and then you think of all the other bad things all over again, and you think you should just die. see, i'm so sick in the head and panadols just don't work. So what is it psychos do at this time of the morning? Talk to an imaginary friend, of course!!
Please leave something, for me and my imagination.
somebody save me;
i'm not crazy or anything.
2:58 AM
