Mittwoch, 1. September 2010

POINT OF DISGUST

I HATE HIM AND I LIKE HIM I DONT LOVE HIM. I REGRET. I DONT WANNA BE A COWARD ANYLONGER.

I FEEL LIKE CRYING EVEN IF I KNOW EVERYTHINGS OKAY. WELL I FEEL LONESOME EVEN IF I KNOW IM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE. I DONT HAVE TO BE MISERABLE. SO WHATS THE POINT? THE POINT OF DISGUST.
I HEAR EVERYTHING PASS. TODAY A BOY IN MY CLASS SAID LOVE FEELS LIKE BROKEN GLASS IN THE HEAD. CAN I TELL IF ITS TRUE? DO I KNOW WHAT LOVE IS? DO I WANT TO? EFFY SAYS LOVE LOVE LOVE LOVE. WHAT IS IT GOOD FOR? ABSOLUTELY NOTHING.
THEN I THINK MAYBE I SHOULD TRY TO BE SOMEONE ELSE? OR START BEING MYSELF?

HOPE IM FEELING BETTER TOMORROW. I GOTTA STOP EATING FINALLY. START ACTING. JESUS.

0 Kommentare:

Kommentar veröffentlichen

Abonnieren Kommentare zum Post [Atom]

<< Startseite