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[sicklarry]

Emotionally thrashed, hopeless, unloved, alone... Every thought I have only hurts me more, where ever I run there is no day. I have no place to go. Every move I make is wrong, and no matter where I hide there is always myself to tear me down. With no way to escape, I can only hope it gets worse in order to take my mind off how it is already.

Comments

[lovrmadetosuffr]

Dude, this sounds like a deeper problem that one little thing isn't going to fix. Something needs to be done before it gets worse. Get back to me or something. We'll talk.

[sicklarry]

actually, I'm doing a lot better now. So you don't have to be too conserned.

[imissucupcake]

did you write that Nick?

[sicklarry]

yes

[imissucupcake]

wow, i hope whatever caused you to write that works out

[sicklarry]

thanks

[sicklarry]

you pathetic man... just wait a few weeks and see what happens to you, you'll wish felt how you do now