I am so unhappy.

Years ago, I fell into a dull sleep. I never fully woke up. Then. I uninhibitedly entered a narcissistic relationship with a man eight years my senior. There, I died, it was Death by Spoon. As a masochist I take full responsibility. & so, now his story continues and mine ends...

I think about drugs erryday erryday

Angel is dead.

I'm done with these statuses that we all write to justify how much love we had for someone. While they're heartwarming to read, nothing is coming out of me right - no sentence is fulfilling enough, and this will be my only attempt at one. Angel's death is untimely and tragic. Thank you to those who have asked me how I'm doing. It means a lot to me ( Read more... )

I need someone who's seen me like this before

4/19/2009 ~~~ 4/19/2012

RIP November 2009 - April 2012

one day I swear I'll really mean it

Noone ever seems to remember there are two sides to every story. Noone ever hears my side. My ex is such a bully, most of the time he makes me want to snuff it. He says I'm fake, so how's that for real?

I'm so happy you disrespected the fuck outta me, if you hadn't I'd still be letting you beat the shit outta me.