happiness is a word for amateurs.
i'm pretty dissapointed with almost all the "friends" i "have"
HAHA its actually laughable how ridiculoud things have become,
im listening to joy division on christiesbrothers myspace to tell the truth.
there arent any words to descibe how i feel or what ive gone through. gone through, gonethrough m gonethrough.
i'm alive, slightly broken, self esteem = growing, breast = more so deformed then before. body = shrinking. wanting nothing more then to move in with my love and live with paint and movies. and pencils, paint always ends up ruining everything i do. eveything. haha.
i need to get the fuck out of westchester. im surrounded and ocnstantly reminded that ive been had. haha that friendships dont mean anything. time doesnt mean anything. nothing means an ything except the self. how fucking selfish people are. i almost didnt survive. i also just began realizing that everyoine is out for their fucking self. its so weird to realize that, to not understand the self as something separate from everything or everyone else. you begin to realize it, that you are different from your surroundings from 2-5 yrs old. generally earlier in tribes, although i was almost positive kids in the united states realized it first. im aware that my physical body is not the bed im lying on and the computer resting on my thighs is in no way part of me. but i for some reason, always thought id function as or with a group. and one the last one betrays you, you realize, theres no group.
theres no forgetting what was done, theres nothing one can say or do to erase the actions that took place. again, there is absolutely no forgetting it, and at this point absolutely nothing could bring my forgiveness. nothing.
at this point, its every man for themsleves, but im done with this rat race. im done with feeling competitive, im done realizing i could do something and have someone hold me back who doesnt even think twice about my existance.
NONE OF YOU MATTER. NOTHING MATTERS I AM MY OWN. MY EXISTANCE WILL CHNNNNNNNGE .
IM IN THE MIDST of morphing.
[my obsession dwindles as the days pass
...............................................so does the blade of my knife....
looks like the slashing you deserve will be done with a blunt blade,i hope you dont mind. ..................................................................................................it just means ill have to dig deeper, more pressure this time, doll.
"dont eat me" chirped the girl clutching to her purse.
dont eat me, croaked the boy, or EAT HER FIRST.
ill turn right around and take her back to her mothers. we repent of being out of wedlock lovers.
YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE! a scaly horny hand ripped the car locked door and the boy tried to drive, but oh boy he was EATEN ALIVE. and the girl tried to scream,
she was swirled in the giants vanilla ice cream
AND THE BOY WAS YUMMY AND THE
GIRL WAS YUMMY
AS THEY SLID DOWN THE THROAT TO THE MONSTERS YELLOW TUMMY.
.illcutchu.
HAHA its actually laughable how ridiculoud things have become,
im listening to joy division on christiesbrothers myspace to tell the truth.
there arent any words to descibe how i feel or what ive gone through. gone through, gonethrough m gonethrough.
i'm alive, slightly broken, self esteem = growing, breast = more so deformed then before. body = shrinking. wanting nothing more then to move in with my love and live with paint and movies. and pencils, paint always ends up ruining everything i do. eveything. haha.
i need to get the fuck out of westchester. im surrounded and ocnstantly reminded that ive been had. haha that friendships dont mean anything. time doesnt mean anything. nothing means an ything except the self. how fucking selfish people are. i almost didnt survive. i also just began realizing that everyoine is out for their fucking self. its so weird to realize that, to not understand the self as something separate from everything or everyone else. you begin to realize it, that you are different from your surroundings from 2-5 yrs old. generally earlier in tribes, although i was almost positive kids in the united states realized it first. im aware that my physical body is not the bed im lying on and the computer resting on my thighs is in no way part of me. but i for some reason, always thought id function as or with a group. and one the last one betrays you, you realize, theres no group.
theres no forgetting what was done, theres nothing one can say or do to erase the actions that took place. again, there is absolutely no forgetting it, and at this point absolutely nothing could bring my forgiveness. nothing.
at this point, its every man for themsleves, but im done with this rat race. im done with feeling competitive, im done realizing i could do something and have someone hold me back who doesnt even think twice about my existance.
NONE OF YOU MATTER. NOTHING MATTERS I AM MY OWN. MY EXISTANCE WILL CHNNNNNNNGE .
IM IN THE MIDST of morphing.
[my obsession dwindles as the days pass
...............................................so does the blade of my knife....
looks like the slashing you deserve will be done with a blunt blade,i hope you dont mind. ..................................................................................................it just means ill have to dig deeper, more pressure this time, doll.
"dont eat me" chirped the girl clutching to her purse.
dont eat me, croaked the boy, or EAT HER FIRST.
ill turn right around and take her back to her mothers. we repent of being out of wedlock lovers.
YOU SHOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE! a scaly horny hand ripped the car locked door and the boy tried to drive, but oh boy he was EATEN ALIVE. and the girl tried to scream,
she was swirled in the giants vanilla ice cream
AND THE BOY WAS YUMMY AND THE
GIRL WAS YUMMY
AS THEY SLID DOWN THE THROAT TO THE MONSTERS YELLOW TUMMY.
.illcutchu.