They should sell guillotines on ebay.

It'd be easier to kill myself that way.

Yeah... I know my writing sucks. Heh. I just need to stick to trying to write stories for the newspaper.

Anyway... today sucked. =/ I'm heading home from the library. Someone should come visit me. Or Regan should be home for me to bother.

Going now.

I think when we get lost...
we get really lost.

dark air, dark night, dark
heart

i think there's black blood in my veins.
spoiled stars in the sky.
damaged days in my wake

and yet, i can't remember when i felt so good.
so perfect, so whole, so pure.

done, done, done.

he makes me this way.

(I’m not sure I can do this anymore ( Read more... )

when will you let go?

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I guess I didn't know things could end as easily as

this:

"Ty, lets not do this NEmore,k?"

"Talk more when I get there"

I guess your kind of truth is just the ghost of your lies...

sometimes you'll just know when it's okay to stop bleeding

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Up late night thinking again. This... probably isn't healthy. =/ I haven't been to sleep yet. Between... thinking and writing and studying and just... because I can't get to sleep in general, things haven't been good. I'm alone and I feel sick and worthless and I just wish things would be okay right now ( Read more... )

I don't know what the hell I was thinking ( Read more... )

And you say that I hurt you, in a voice like a prayer ( Read more... )