Okay.

Jun 16, 2005 00:55

I'm standing there, then someone comes with a sharp ass knife that is orange-red because it's been heated over an open fire. They stab my chest multiple times. Just again and again. Savegely stabbing my chest. But that's not the end. Then after there's a huge gaping hole in my chest, they reach their filthy hands on it andrip out my mangled heart. Rip it out so fast I almost didn't feel it, then I lost my breath. What do they do with my heart?

They throw it to the ground and spit on it. It's still not the end. Then they furiously step on it, with such vigor that you'd think they were gonna combust.

Then just as suddenly as they came, they're gone. I'm somehow still lying there with my heart ripped out and stomped on. I'm still breathing.

That's what I feel like now. Yea. This bitch is admitting it.

AND WHY THE FUCK DO I EVEN FEEL LIKE THIS?!

I don't want to because it's no fucking good.
I want to be completely happy again.

Jesus fucking Christ, I'm a mess.

Never a-fuking-gain. Never.

I think I'll cry myself to sleep tonight.
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