I'm not sure my story is going to get up here today, Lis. I'm really hoping I'll finish it so that you can read it and be honest with your thoughts on it, but I've left the gap too huge, and I need to go back and fix it a little bit. I don't know. Either way, I love you.

Those words echo in this lifeless room, breaking the screaming silence to bring some portion of reality back into focus. The difference between the black and white versions of love lies crumpled on the floor. Her fragile body violently convulses as she struggles to fill her lungs with air. She has not the energy to hold on as she so strongly wishes ( Read more... )

I've been extremely sad lately, although I'm sure everyone already knew that. I go up and down and I fucking hate it. I tried to kill myself today. Of course it didn't work, it never does. I'm tired of the same old routines.

AHS is a fucking penis. Fuck you, high school ( Read more... )

I've decided that there are some problems without a solution, some unanswerable equations, and there are two types of people. You have the people who can face the unknown without a second thought (all of us have this trait in some small form or another) and then there are the people who look for unambiguous definitions around every corner in this ( Read more... )

I hate putting my life on this, but I guess I need some sort of release, besides the destructive ones I find so fucking convenient ( Read more... )

Dear You ( Read more... )

I know you've been sad lately Lisa, but just remember:

I Love You, Lisa. I Always Have And I Always Will. Nothing Will Change That.

I hope things get better for you. I will always been here, no matter what.

I really don't have anything worth saying. So, lyrics ( Read more... )

This was written a while back. I guess I felt like someone would actually care if I died that day, possibly a day of confidence or something of the sort ( Read more... )