"Where do we go from here? The words are coming out all weird, where are you now when I need you?"

[blacknightmare]

>sigh<

...that's all I've really got to say. remembering when... remember? singing Fake Plastic Trees in the field and I can't listen to this fucking music anymore, I get so depressed... I get so

fucking

down

and eventually the darkness wins me over, hello, my old friend, welcome to me, bring me to that darkness...

just wish that I was bullet proof...

let me feeeeeeeeeel

something besides this pain

this pain

and this blood

make me into someone else, someone that you can take and love and treat you right
and love you back
make me someone else someone you need someone you cherish and care so much about you'd jump into the Grand Canyon for them

but no

it cannot be

I've ruined everything