Life I'm living life second-handed nothing ever really happens nothing gets done and nothing makes me care enough to really give a shit and nothing is ever enough to make me happy but no one really cares either why should they if I don't give a shit I'm the only one getting in the way of my happiness and I won't really know it until I die but ( Read more... )

My heart is closing

I'm missing

The house I grew up in is my prison, the life to which I was raised is my cell.

I miss her again (and again)

I haven't been miserable for so long I think I'm beginning to miss the feeling.

I'll only forget upon death.

Oh, how I miss thee, Sweet Torment.

The first time I'm free in a long time. =\
WHERE IS EVERYONE

Yo have this cup of tea

Man you'll never see those magazines
This tea is delicious, what'd you say it was?

CAMOMILE MOTHERFUCKER