CAPRIS ARE NOT FOR MEN

a muffled sob escapes from my face in a pillow on the bed, covered in blood from my freshly opened wrists. the gush like rainfall pours into the evening, soaking my bedsheets in an unholy testament to my eternal misery

when the summer gets hot, my heart grows cold
because new friendships quickly become too old
and they all think the time is now to move on
and by the time i turn back to say hello, theyre gone
so what can i do to end the crying inside?
where is the blackness where i used to hide?
/,,\
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oh jesus i am so sad and unhappy

today could only be described as a unicycle ride to nowhere. all the effort, all the balance for nothing. every ounce of work i put in for something that turns out to be every bit as fake and superficial as polyester. one grand boombastic letdown. hours on hours of waiting. but not amounting to the outcome i expect. it never does. before the sun ( Read more... )

abandonment issues.

i burned myself on the nose last night with a fiery marshmallow. the scar may never heal. i will always pretend it was an accident. x.x

i used two daytime minutes but i could have held it to one. the tragedy of my life runs deeper than the river where i sleep. tomorrow, blood will spill and it might be yours i fear, but you will not die. no, not tomorrow. your day will come though, and when it does nothing will hide you from my fury. suffer in anticipation of that moment.

i am going to make a movie. in my movie there is a happy fish who lives happily in the coral reef until one day his little fishie girlfriend breaks up with him and he is so sad. then he moves from the coral reef to the deepest blackest part of the ocean where he spends his days playing guitar and crying, and his friends go out looking for him to ( Read more... )

stardate: a billion
morale is low. so far i have been ignored by my fellow livejournalers. but i don't care. morale is high again. in retrospect, this entry is retarded.