Showtime y'all!!
well, we've reached da point when the show is about to go on. we should be completely ready to go, but it's been fucked around wit so much i dunno. i'm started to freak out bout the play, kinda because i'm scared to fuck up and all that, but also there's more goin through my head that's just makin it worse for me. i'm startin to realise how lonely i am, i don't have any family, my friends moved outta town, and i feel, i dunno, really alone. it doesn't help that i've becaome everything i've hated and been against since i was little, i.e. smoking and drinking, but i can't help it, it just seems to help calm me. oh well whatever, i gotta jet and get ready for rehearsal now. i'll update again later.
If these walls could talk they'd say, that i was so damn lonely. It feels like no one knows me, these walls keep closing on me.
Look at me. I'm so pathetic. Can't belive. I'm just an addict. I never needed anyone to help me, I'm begging you, please come save me from myself. Save me from myself.
If these walls could talk they'd say, that i was so damn lonely. It feels like no one knows me, these walls keep closing on me.
Look at me. I'm so pathetic. Can't belive. I'm just an addict. I never needed anyone to help me, I'm begging you, please come save me from myself. Save me from myself.