Life is suffocating me dry...like Sarah's vagina.

Rip my heart out and tear it into pieces. *stab *stab

*insert existential crisis quote here*

You could slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt.

I might need you to break my heart again...beause everytime it heals it's dumb enough to crawl back to you.

I remember that last day like it was yesterday...I knew it was over before it really had a chance to begin. I knew you would do the right thing....because if you didn't...then you wouldn't really be the type of person I thought you were. But you were gona do the right thing...and that's why I loved you. This was our last night....I remember the ( Read more... )

Came home...went straight to my laptop....Just wanted to write the story. Just wanted to remember...and turn it into something beautiful...just wanted to live in the memory of it. He said he was going to bed so I said ok and left the room....he was mad bc I wasn't giving him any attention...we started arguing....AGAIN...he was driving me insane ( Read more... )

A wise friend once said to me "Never give your body away like it means nothing...it should be a privilidge for a man to get to have you."

Yep I fell for you again...there I said it. It was all fun and games to go at this again...it was all fun to pretend for a while we were more than friends...it was fun to pretend that maibe someday I could have you...

I guess I was so deep in denile and so numb that i didn't realize that i was having bad symptoms ( Read more... )

I'm at work. I don't know why I've developed such a bad social anxiety. I don't know why my illnesses seem to get worse instead of better over time. I'm at work. Someone comes in...they say, "hi how are you? hows the baby? why so serious? I barely utter an answer and I feel my face quivering...attempting to come up with a polite smile but it just ( Read more... )

It scares me...no...it terrifies me...that one day...in a blink of an eye I could be gone...they could take me...rip me from my beloved home...my beloved America...and then lifes meaning would cease to be for me and I would cease to exist...

I wana stay in my room all day. loud tv or talking really bothers me. I can't stop tensing my muscles, twitching, I am incredible antisocial. I wana be alone all the time. i hate talking. I have chronic pain. Its so hard at my job because I have to interact with people and i avoid eye contact and try to talk as little as posible, i try to avoid ( Read more... )