[the end]

[guess how much i love you]

not at all.

I'm not sure why I do certain things.

Like looking through my [hate box]. Full of sleeping pills. Ibuprophen. Protractors that have penetrated me. Exacto knife blades. My suicide note. The pink note written about me and about [us] that i shuffle through and read even though I have it practically memorized...

And so I sit alone in the dark.

Amanda is a girl in my theater class. I've written about her before actually ( Read more... )

[you],

i'm sorry.

-[badly drawn boy]

i'm just a badly drawn boy.

So it snowed and the ground and the bushes and the trees are all covered in a white powder. And I actually love it. Between me slipping every five minutes and having to catch myself before i make a complete fool of myself, I admire the beauty of everything, the gorgeous death that surrounds me on all sides ( Read more... )

antisuperboy: I crawled in bed with you tonight, cuz I love you, but I left before you woke up. Maybe you noticed. [kiss ( Read more... )

i like going into dead aim's log manager and studying the people who have used my computer's conversations ( Read more... )

So i fell into a dumpster at work today. I'm really not paid enough for this. The bag of garbage was heavy and as I tossed it, i sort of went with it over the edge. I smell like ass ( Read more... )