i guess you can say that.
it was my birthday the other day, and nobody even called. my immediate family minus jason, hunter, and brando came over. thats how i spent my 17th birthday. exciting. but i'm not complaining. it just shows who really listens to my pathetic life.
i'm trying to fast this week to see if i have any shred of will power to do so. i made it through today until i got home. i ate some pizza, but i wasnt even hungry. i'm a fucking failure but tomorrow's another day.
i stare in to the night sky looking for hope
you touch my skin
and i shiver.
its nice to be able to feel again.
its nice to be able to say 'i love you'
and mean it.
i'm not lying anymore, to myself or others
it blacked my soul, if i have one
but its nice, to feel again.
its nice to feel you warmth next to mine.
its strange that it doesn't sicken me,
its nice not to search anymore, trying to feel love
its nice that its real.
i love my soul, i love my thoughts, i just don't love my appearance.
i'm trying to fast this week to see if i have any shred of will power to do so. i made it through today until i got home. i ate some pizza, but i wasnt even hungry. i'm a fucking failure but tomorrow's another day.
i stare in to the night sky looking for hope
you touch my skin
and i shiver.
its nice to be able to feel again.
its nice to be able to say 'i love you'
and mean it.
i'm not lying anymore, to myself or others
it blacked my soul, if i have one
but its nice, to feel again.
its nice to feel you warmth next to mine.
its strange that it doesn't sicken me,
its nice not to search anymore, trying to feel love
its nice that its real.
i love my soul, i love my thoughts, i just don't love my appearance.