ALthough he is here no longer ( Read more... )

start the sickness that feeds my very soul ( Read more... )

I wish I was special
But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doing here?

I realy hate this,  you know its like Iam ok right now,  a friend (ok well she is more than a friend) is here for another week, and well honestly I can actually smile around her, one of the only people I have ever founf that can make me smile, granted not all the time.  But Im so comfortable around her.    We are rather perfect for eachother, ( Read more... )

I dont even really remember today, it is such a blur.  Im not sure why I was so out of it today.  I had 3 doc appointment today.  1st one the doctor called in sick and i wasnt notified the second one was only like 20 mins with my T i think at leaste.  From what I can remember she was a tad late getting started adn I was out of there at 9:37 ( Read more... )

I cannot stop they want me dead ( Read more... )

So I bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe now...
Bleed,
I bleed,
And I breathe,
I breathe,
I breathe-
I breathe no more.

as I stood demanding ( Read more... )

Skin that crawls
eyes that bawl
an inside that grumbles
friends that mumble
I dont belong here
locke din my own fear
I stand here and die

But I 'm a creep ( Read more... )

I realise what this disease has taken from me know, my life, my will to live, my pride, my faith, y self confidence, my smooth skin, everything that could be deemed as a quality has been fucked with or taken away and destroyed by this.      Ive been fighting it now though, its a struggle it really is.  I have a T meeting next monday morning, real ( Read more... )