Wednesday, June 22, 2005

IM SICK OF THIS LIFE
I JUST WNA SCREAM
HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN TO ME <

this daily nightmare i cant take

there's always a solution to a problem. dying is never a solution, BUT IT IS, in my case. i wish my idiotic moron will die. die now. die this very instant. dont have to say bye, just die. i wish i could stab him, stab stab stab. hais.

i cant believe im saying this.


i really feel like heading down to the beach right about now.
I JUST WNA SCREAM.
scream and cry. cry and scream.

no one can really understand what im going thru, cos no one GOES THRU IT. no one can understand my hatred thats so deep. no one. all someone can do is just listen to me, hug me when i cry, dry my tears, lend me their shoulders, say it's alryyt, everything will be alryyt. BUT EVERYTHING IS NOT ALRYYT. it isnt, it never will be. when youre scarred, the scar remains with you forever. its a mark, it's changed who i am. who i wna be. counselors wont work, how many goes thru whatever im going thru. its a secret i'd rather keep to myself. how can i trust strangers? i cant. no one could really do that. i cant do anything now. i cant.

i cant even stop myself from remembering. maybe i could, maybe i would. maybe maybe maybe.
i wish that person will die, NOW.

its the strongest, greatest wish ive ever and i will ever wish for.













i try to hold on to a time where nothing mattered ;

throw me a lifeline
10:21 AM

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