ok , i just realised that i’ve wasted 2 years in middle school and now i officially entered my local high school with bunch of closed minded fucks. the thing is, i was perfectly normal lookin (yea, image, yet my mind-set didnt quite match my outfits), damn, im tall, skinny (model lookin bitch, but somehow… Continue reading how can ur mind set ruin ur perfectly preppy form of bein
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Should I
My gun is next to me. Ive got that thought again. Its loaded this time, I know it is. I loaded it last night. Its in my hand now. Should I do it? Ive got my hand on top, about to cock it. I love that sound, when the killer cocks the gun right before… Continue reading Should I
Poem-Kill The Persona, Kill Yourself
Sorry, but I’ve forgotten how to love I can’t feel that feeling anymore Sorry, but I wouldn’t care if you died Your just part of the everything that no longer matters to me Dissect my brain, go right ahead You’ll just see that inside all my thoughts will leave you dead Now there’s just nothing… Continue reading Poem-Kill The Persona, Kill Yourself
what the hell are you all talking about
I haven’t read for a while, but when did everyone start tring to find out what they are. You are yourself, whatever you make of it is your disision. Don’t let others tell you. If you are confused that’s ok, you’re going to be. If you’re so stuck on labeling yourself then you should stop… Continue reading what the hell are you all talking about
i need help…
i have lots of problems…. my mom kicked my ass out and my dads house is hell i hate my mom soo much u dont understand…shes always treated me like shit. i hate her. but ne ways i every time i cared about some1 they left me or hurt me every one has so i… Continue reading i need help…
Song to the many
Ill tempered bastards try to bring me down. All I say to those shit-faced bitches is, FUCK YOU! I’m not trying to please anyone, not trying to be cool. Then again I’m also NOT trying to break every single rule.
Asylum Princess (2)
She saw pity in my eyes and sneered, she wanted nothing of the sort, she made that quie clear. But I couldn’t help it, there was an eerie sadness to her that I couldn’t put my finger on, and it depressed me, that someone could be in such immense pain.
All the Fucking Time…
It’s happening again. No, FUCKING AGAIN! Damnit…..I’ve been screwed over so many times, and now I do it to myself. What a fool! Who would do such a stupid thing?!……me. Only it was easier then because I had someone to blame. But not now. Not anymore. I rip away at myself because…..it’s all I have.
VOICES
these voices there in my head there getting stronger feeding off of wut i know not