I'm done!

[waitingrose]

This is the end of my LJ

No one reads this or gives a damn about responding anymore.

So fine...

:: Hold gun up at screen and shoots :: I killed it.

Does anyone even know I exist anymore?

:: Leaps about and waves arms ::

Lindsay this doesn't include you

Why is it that I have to take back seat to things?

Am I selfish?
Maybe...

But I think some attention is nice!!!!!!!!!!

I find out I am only good for certain things really.

Yes an assumption but-you know

why the fuck am I writing to any of you anyway?

You don't even fucking read this

You all suck

"How is Julie?"
"Ehh screw it someone else is more important"

and NO this isn't brought on from lack of meds

but none of you really know about that because you don't care.

Well i don't either

fuck the reactions

screw your feelings

I am taking them

Nosebleeds or not

Why?

So I can make you assholes happy!
So you stay around me!
But obviously it's not good enough

Up the dosage doc

let's see how bad it gets...

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This place is so empty
My thoughts are so tempting
I don’t know how it got so bad
Sometimes it’s so crazy
That nothing can save me
But it’s the only thing that I have

If you believe it’s in my soul
I’d say all the words that I know
Just to see if it would show
That I’m trying to let you know
That I’m better off on my own

On my own

I tried to be perfect
It just wasn’t worth it
Nothing could ever be so wrong
It’s hard to believe me
It never gets easy
I guess I knew that all along