well...
its pretty amazing what comes out when i think no one is paying attention.
about how miserable i am, how sad and lonely.
how i dont follow through
how im a failure.
its not too sad anymore, just a cold fact, cold like a decaying corpse. theres no real life left in me, and i feel like that is going to make me a very dangerous person.
maybe someone will come along and save me. but im not holding my breath.
strange, after all the helping people that i've done... i'm the one who needs it now. but its not like im ever going to let anyone know.
about how miserable i am, how sad and lonely.
how i dont follow through
how im a failure.
its not too sad anymore, just a cold fact, cold like a decaying corpse. theres no real life left in me, and i feel like that is going to make me a very dangerous person.
maybe someone will come along and save me. but im not holding my breath.
strange, after all the helping people that i've done... i'm the one who needs it now. but its not like im ever going to let anyone know.