Apr 12, 2004 15:58
i want to sleep in a bathtub of my own blood.
i am tired of seeing everything when i close my eyes.
i am waiting for anyone to rescue me.
i have been there for so many people's breakdowns.
noone is here for me.
i need help.
but the idea of being happy anymore makes me sick.
some people will never understand me.
i am an amazing faker of happiness.
but really i am so miserable.