I think I know what I am now. Still, nobody else knows me. My friends don't know who I am. If I were suicidal, I'd have died a thousand times. I'm tired of being an inanimate object... I have nothing to hide, yet nobody cares to know me. Sure, my mother... but she's a psychologist... and before I can let her know me, I need girlfriend or something
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fuck people. its when you step up to being an individual that i count you as existing. all these groups and such, i dont fuck with it.
thats right, bitch.
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