If there’s a heaven, there surly is a hell. If that’s so, I know I’m certainly going to hell. I’m hopeless, I never had faith in anything. I hope there’s something else, something better. But the one best thing that I could have, right now, I can’t even have. I know I’ll eventually be happy, I’ll get past this all and I won’t be so defective. I just hate how everyone’s kind words are always unkind. I’m boring, I’m lame, and to add to that, I’m ugly. I know it, there’s no denying it. I wish I was pretty, I really do, so all this crap wouldn’t bug me. But I’m just this weird little nothing.
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