hes a man of few words and few skills as well
March 25, 2004-2:13 pm

im so fucked up today, too fucked up, i dont feel good i dont want to work i dont want to be here fuck, i knew what she was writing about (why arent you online? why isnt he home?) funny how i take everything for granted

they called today, dont let me procrastinate anymore // what am i afraid of?

i wish it was still winter, i wish it was summer, im glad its spring, are you coming soon? i know i said id be okay if you stayed there but i know ill be better if i see you

lately even breathing in this mess takes strength (i dont have much to spare anyways)

i cant even keep fucking track, 36? im scared of everything thats going on,

make me shut up.

suicide - October 13, 2016
i wish i was dead - October 13, 2016
i could have written more, but you dont know what to listen for - October 12, 2016
ctrl+heartbeat - October 11, 2016
i dont even care - October 08, 2016


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