I feel dead. Like there's no sense in living at this point because its all of no use when you're not good enough for anything or anyone.
I feel empty and cold and heartbroken and unloved and completely void of any good in my entire being; used, washed up, cracked - like my soul has been dismembered and hidden away from me.
But most of all, I feel happy there's a football game tomorrow. :)
AND I feel appreciative that I have such a kick ass person in my photo class to go in the PITCH BLACK dark room with me and keep me company.
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I've been wondering where you've been...
But now I just remembered I saw you during tutorial.
Haha, I am the biggest nerd ever.
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I feel empty and cold and heartbroken and unloved and completely void of any good in my entire being; used, washed up, cracked - like my soul has been dismembered and hidden away from me.
But most of all, I feel happy there's a football game tomorrow. :)
AND I feel appreciative that I have such a kick ass person in my photo class to go in the PITCH BLACK dark room with me and keep me company.
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