shiver - shake - twist - scream - anxiety - pain - happiness?

yo blog, how's it hanging.

You know what I realized today? I realized that I fucking have to get out of this sinister prison of anxiety and mental decay, that's what I realized. I cannot bear to see those pathetic fucking eyes staring at me all the time wondering what the fuck is wrong.

what's wrong? I'll tell you what's wrong, I'm choking in my own home, that's what the fuck is wrong.

completely fucking spent. wasted. pathetic

I remember when I last felt this way, it was long before the bloggish era; before the Maturation. Maybe this hellfire within me has always been there, coming through in times of hubris and desperation. I opened the vault and alot of fucking shit poured out.

Look at me, fuck here, shit there, I'm turning into a young teenage girl again. I'll have to figure something out, pretty damn quickly, else all I fought for will be lost.

STOP TALKING



Tomorrow. That's all I have to say. Tomorrow.

sleep

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