Mar 08, 2005 17:47
you may get my attention by saying you're going to kill yourself.
but you won't keep my heart that way.
WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?
DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH YOU SCARED ME? DID YOU EVEN CONSIDER TO THINK THAT IT WAS NOT JUST A JOKE TO ME?
I HATE YOU.
no, i lied. i don't.
but i'm as close to hating as i have ever been. god, vince. honestly, you need to grow up and out of this little game you play for attention.
because sooner or later, people will stop caring about all your little threats. and what will you be left with? a handful of empty promises you will make prove true.
"so tonight to celebrate i will poison myself. another coughing, shaking fit on the floor that is spinning. and i close the door, and i rest my head on the tile floor. sickness and sleep turning me cold. and i'm still not sure. is there some better place i could be heading towards? where the selfishly sick and self absorbed are welcome."