no
i am not through. i am thoroughly disgusted.
i have been watching a spider on the window pane for about twenty minutes. my eight legged friend seems confused and so am i.
i have run out of questions. i see very little point in asking questions when i cannot deal with the answers i have uncovered. i have answers to questions i never asked and answers to questions i have not thought of. i have a wealth of information. and the problem is that, "it just makes sense." i have no desire to make sense of it. i have no desire to understand the hows and whys. i am depressed because it all makes fucking sense.
hand me a bottle. pass the pipe. cut me. hurt me. tell me something wicked.
i know what i am capable of. do you?
i want to listen to you. shut up. i want to feel you. don't touch me. i want to breath you in. suffocate me.
my mind is drowning in a sea of tears i've cried but never spilt.
i have been watching a spider on the window pane for about twenty minutes. my eight legged friend seems confused and so am i.
i have run out of questions. i see very little point in asking questions when i cannot deal with the answers i have uncovered. i have answers to questions i never asked and answers to questions i have not thought of. i have a wealth of information. and the problem is that, "it just makes sense." i have no desire to make sense of it. i have no desire to understand the hows and whys. i am depressed because it all makes fucking sense.
hand me a bottle. pass the pipe. cut me. hurt me. tell me something wicked.
i know what i am capable of. do you?
i want to listen to you. shut up. i want to feel you. don't touch me. i want to breath you in. suffocate me.
my mind is drowning in a sea of tears i've cried but never spilt.