fuck that shit.

oh shit

holy shit that sucked

i am currently in the mental hospital. i dont know for how long. they wont leave me by myself, i had to be in restraints yesterday. ill be back, one day.

if i would have gotten my way, i would have been dead by this morning's sunrise. i tried ( Read more... )

I want to get fucked up. In every sense of the word. I don't even know what I mean, but I want it. I want to forget everything. I want to self-destruct. I feel so strange.

my heart is happy.

I'm moving on but I am not letting go.

If you want me, you got me. End of story.

Going on day 3. I've already cried today. I woke up an hour or two ago, and I've been crying ever since. I have to work in an hour, and I am so afraid that I am going to cry again. I know Denise will ask me how my weekend was, and I'll say horrible, and she'll ask why, and I'll tell her, and then it will start. I know it. I am going to do ( Read more... )

I have begged, I have pleaded, I have spilled my heart out onto the floor. I didn't think I would. To be honest, when it first happend, I was sad but I was like... "Okay, I can do this. I am better off and so he is!". Uhm. No. I was wrong. I haven't quit crying for 2 days straight, I've lost 3 pounds in those 2 days because I can't eat a thing. I ( Read more... )