Damaged people are dangerous. They know they can survive.

Oct 19, 2008 14:11

Tell me who I am, please. I obviously can't do it on my own.

I hate you, I hate you.

THAT is who I am. Who I hate. Myself.

Conversations with myself in the dead of the night
Haunt me mercilessly through the day.
Safe? Not when I'm alone.
Are you safe with yourself?
That's a luxury I don't have.
When I'm alone I'm only thinking of one thing.
Better to inflict pain on myself than to let other people do it.
I am a bitch because that's the best way for me to protect myself from people like him.
I am jealous because I've never had something like you before, and everything I ever enjoyed was ripped from my hands the second I stopped protecting it.
I am angry because the world around me makes me sick.
I am in love, deeply, madly.
I am a fighter, because if I wasn't I'd be dead.
I am a coniving, cruel person. I will hurt you, if it comes to it.
I may seem like I let no one in. But I do.
There are a few people I would die for in an instant.
I am no longer alone in this world.
There are people who understand me.
I am a MONSTER.
jealous, angry, possessive, over-loving, complacent, tempestuous, cruel, bitchy, crazy, angry
I am a SAINT.
caring, protective, loyal, helpful, creative, lover, friend, companion, animal lover, thoughtful, open-minded, kind

This is me. I am everything you want me to be and nothing you want at the same time.
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