I'm gonna puke
These last few days have been some of the most confusing ever. I've been extremely happy, then I feel like shit. Perhaps this is too much for my ulcer to take. Fuck fuck fuck. I agree with David that feelings suck. I wish the last time my heart was broken it forgot how to care and love. Seems that nothing good can come of these things and I'm sick, literally sick, of beng soo fucked up that I dream of death and like it. Whenever you allow someone near your heart it's easier for them to stab it, crush it, mortally wound it. But it's never enough for you to learn your lesson. Only make you suffer that much more. Well, I want drugs. A lot of drugs. I dont' want to feel. I don't want to know my name. Put me in a box or padded cell and let me dream of rainbows and little candies. Things that cannot hurt me.