Jasmine you don't strike me as a person who would become violent in an act of anger....
I've heard this one too many times before and I'm questioning weither I should accept it as a compliment or as something that should be taken offensively for people don't see the real me, the me I wish I didn't have to be.
Whoa, off the ryming and I've still got that pounding in my head.
Sun can stream only so strongly through the clouds when there was a rain storm the other day. Okay, not a rain storm but a really nice and inviting shower of rain.
I am the Spring baby.
I caught the max and bus with Adian the other day and I remembered I left my photo paper and cds in the darkroom. I almost went crazy through the thought of loosing such things and being so very irresponsible. I have to stop beating myself up for things that aren't "important" really, but they say and I go deaf...
Instead now I'm worrying on why I started again...
I don't like the feeling, I don't like to bleed.
So why am I going in circles trying to heal the emotional wounds with the physical torture?
Why am I hurting myself an when will I stop???
I want to stop, I really do, so why do I keep going back?
Wounds can heal but they always leave scars. It's only common sense to know that more wounds don't heal the forgotten scars. Nothing does and I don't think anything ever will.
I caught myself saying, "well I guess I'd have to kill myself before I killed you," alot the other day when someone even mention the mere fact that degradtion is existent and some people just have to deal.
Makes no sense so why do I try?
huh? Enough with the questions: please just live your life.
Yeah, I got punched in the arm like a mo fo from Adian today, I wanted to punch him back but I don't believe in inflicting pain upon others just because they hurt you, mentally on noticably.
So I have to deal and maybe next year wear green to avoid that kind of shit.
Whoa, off the ryming and I've still got that pounding in my head.
Sun can stream only so strongly through the clouds when there was a rain storm the other day. Okay, not a rain storm but a really nice and inviting shower of rain.
I am the Spring baby.
I caught the max and bus with Adian the other day and I remembered I left my photo paper and cds in the darkroom. I almost went crazy through the thought of loosing such things and being so very irresponsible. I have to stop beating myself up for things that aren't "important" really, but they say and I go deaf...
Instead now I'm worrying on why I started again...
I don't like the feeling, I don't like to bleed.
So why am I going in circles trying to heal the emotional wounds with the physical torture?
Why am I hurting myself an when will I stop???
I want to stop, I really do, so why do I keep going back?
Wounds can heal but they always leave scars. It's only common sense to know that more wounds don't heal the forgotten scars. Nothing does and I don't think anything ever will.
I caught myself saying, "well I guess I'd have to kill myself before I killed you," alot the other day when someone even mention the mere fact that degradtion is existent and some people just have to deal.
Makes no sense so why do I try?
huh? Enough with the questions: please just live your life.
Yeah, I got punched in the arm like a mo fo from Adian today, I wanted to punch him back but I don't believe in inflicting pain upon others just because they hurt you, mentally on noticably.
So I have to deal and maybe next year wear green to avoid that kind of shit.