on another quick note, the scars stopped arriving.

hey.get me out of this hell. she won't stop getting more and more hurtful. it doesn't sting that much anymore, we've all gotten used to it, i guess. after treatment, after all those cancer cells died, a part of her soul (if souls exist) must have died as well. she is heartless, and,i hate to say it, i'm glad that they're all starting to exclude me ( Read more... )

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How to prevent someone from going away ( Read more... )

I have no regrets for still being on here

Don't ever drop a cymbal onto your hand. I'm lucky my nails are fake, it would have sliced through my finger if they were otherwise.


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i'm still not convinced

although the third blue attacked me, and the second comforted me, it's you, the fourth, lost in time, who is to blame.

oh, how it's changed since summer ( Read more... )

all three of us are blue. compassionate. quiet. Distant. bad days are depression. but every day is bad. kicking and screaming; anger boiled up. he and i are intros. but i'm 91%. she's an extro. but we all fit. you, the fourth, we were 2004. tight pants and a dumbass shirt. a fake profile and an age too young to be here. but i understood. I ( Read more... )

happy national coming out day i'm bisexual as hell