well this is what happens when the world ends...
My tummy hurts....I dun feel good. I was happy yesterday and then I'm angry and upset today.
I feel dirty and cheap. And hurt. I mean, I don't regret it..but I dun like it either.
I wanna cry. I wanna throw up. I want a hug. I wanted to go play and I feel left out. I can't blame anyone but myself though, which does not compute with my younger side.
I don't like this feeling. It's..empty. I shouldn't expect otherwise...but I still don't like it. Used? no...not quite. Tossed aside? no...still not there yet. Wrong? maybe...we're getting closer. I just don't like it.
Should I....shoot myself? Would that make it better? I doubt it.
I wish I could uh..talk to someone about it.
I feel discarded.
I feel dirty and cheap. And hurt. I mean, I don't regret it..but I dun like it either.
I wanna cry. I wanna throw up. I want a hug. I wanted to go play and I feel left out. I can't blame anyone but myself though, which does not compute with my younger side.
I don't like this feeling. It's..empty. I shouldn't expect otherwise...but I still don't like it. Used? no...not quite. Tossed aside? no...still not there yet. Wrong? maybe...we're getting closer. I just don't like it.
Should I....shoot myself? Would that make it better? I doubt it.
I wish I could uh..talk to someone about it.
I feel discarded.