I've never felt so terrible. Not once.

I'm alive.

Slowly self-destructing, but alive.

If anyone was wondering.

I feel so icky.

2004 was a better year.

Maybe you were all faster than me
We gave each other up so easily
These silly little wounds will never mend
I feel so far from where I've been

In my heart is [ still ] the five of us

And you, maybe you'll remember me
What I gave is yours to keep
In white houses.

I need someone to talk to.
I need someone to help me.

Um. People suck so bad it's ridiculous ( Read more... )

I'm really hungry.

In so many more ways than one.

[[ CENSORING SELF FOR PROFANITY. ]]

I hate everyone and everything right now. People can go choke.

I give and give and give and fucking give.

P.S. I don't really have friends anymore.

I'm in so much trouble.