i changed my hair, and i like it.

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well, happy fucking birthday to me i guess?

it's my birthday in 12 days. yes, i still looove cards.

JULIA IS SO SMART, SHE USED TO BE A GOTH KID.

i'm going to stockholm for a week on saturday,
and i'm going to london in august, oh yesh.

there's a dry spot on your doorstep. about the size of a big orange pumpkin. that's where i stood that day, in the rain. for 6 hours i think, i kept looking at my watch. there was a window next to the red door with the cute welcome-sign (i guess i used to be welcome, but the spiderwebs tell me that i'm not anymore). at first i thought it was some ( Read more... )

daddy, drive me down to that crystal-clear lake with the big colorful trees, where i used to play when i still felt alive. i remember the smell of innocence and the smell of flowers in a thousand shades of pink. i remember how my body started to shake and how i couldn’t stop myself from smiling when i was there. the beautiful sight could bring ( Read more... )

HILARY DUFF ATE MY GIRLFRIEND.

i write when i feel like crying.

i look into the mirror
and all i can see
is nothing

this emptyness
is reflected in my tears
they stream down my body
and form something
on the floor beneath me

i crouch down
and try to read
the words are blurry
but i think i glimpse
a sentence of 4 words
'you are a failure'

sometimes i write instead of doing maths.
sometimes i cry when my past crosses my mind.
no, wait.
i ALWAYS cry when i look back. always.
and you know what? i just can't stop.

stuck in a past
burning through my veins
a needle searching
for the part
that won’t let go
still bleeding
(always bleeding)
spit forever dried
all over my face
can’t let go
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i'm too lazy to write something. and you don't care anyways.

..heroes don't do any good with tears in their eyes.