Aug 10, 2006 16:59
Why am I here? ..I don't even feel like I'm alive... I realize I'm crying every now and again. I woke out of it when I noticed I was sitting in an uncomfortable corner next to the furnice staring at the bird... or was it the dresser infront of me? Phase in... don't want to be here... phase out...
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After hearing that I'm froozen. Me and my dad won't have a place to stay all because of my kindness. I should have broke up with him back in December... I've tried to get him to leave before but he won't leave. And now I have this all to consider. And he says he is going ot use his friends as alibies. I don't really have a whole lot of friends compared to the number of people he hangs out with. And what friends I had with him, hell, they'd prolly side along with him.
I just wish he would die. If he was dead, I'd have nothing to worry about. I can honestly say, I don't care if he dies. Right now. Drops dead. *Stares at him on the bed.. waiting in anticipation.* If I had the energy... if the depression didn't rob me of that much will and concentration... I'd send darkness, sickness, and ill wishes his way 24/7... But then that would allow something more controlling then even this nothing feeling I have, to take use of me.
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