Apr 04, 2005 13:49
S H I T
SO this is how it is living. Living to die or die trying. What is it for what it is worth to act or impersonate? It hurts . It's like black bile rising, growing, or just sitting in my body. It's death and it's approaching. I know one day I'm going to die, but I can't be afraid of it. But I am. People who claim that "hey death doesn't scare me" "I'm not afraid of it" "I'm ready" just plain kills me I'm not sure where I'm to be at or what level or place to accept and it's not death by age its death by_____
So I'm stuck. I don't want to be here on campus, in Mansfield, here at all. I want to be home surrounded by my friends and family, surrounded by love or hate y'kno some type of feeling some type of emotion. Here it's like nothing automatic, robotic, and no hope just despair. I want to live ,but what the hell I feel like I'm wasting my life at college at Shitville ,USA Shitville, PA
my place, my life, my heart
Fuck this place
Fuck the world of despair cuz I'm Iiving in it right now