I shot the pilot, now I'm begging you to fly this for me I'm here for you to use, broken and bruised

Jan 15, 2008 15:22

I FUCKING QUIT.

IM TURNING IN MY FUCKING TOWL.

IM TURNING OFF MY FUCKING PHONE AND DELETING MY EMAIL ADDRESS.

I WANT TO COMPLETELY START OVER.

I DONT WANT TO LIVE THIS LIFE OF MINE ANYMORE.

I NEED SOMETHING SO MUCH MORE. AND SO MUCH LESS.

I CANT TAKE A DAY IN MY LIFE ANYMORE.

IM WASHING MY HANDS OF THIS.

NO MORE                                       no more.

ifuckingquit

IM PULLING OUT MY HAIR.

MY QUIET FITS OF RAGE ARE TURNING INTO VIOLENT OUTBURSTS AND SCREAMING.

TOO MANY PEOPLE HAVE INVESTED TOO MUCH INTO ME TO FAIL.

i have to do well in school. it needs all of my complete devotion. and so does work.

im starting to get that depressed feeling where i dont eat for days and days, just sleep for hours and days.

FUCK ME.

NO MORE. NOTHING.

just my music and my mustang. thats all that i need.

NO BOYS, NO SEX, NO DRUGS, NO DRINKING. NOTHING.

IT TIME FOR ME TO CHOOSE THE BULLET OR THE CHAPSTICK
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