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| 11:52am 07/06/2003 |
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mood:  depressed music: Anders
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I feel incredibly depressed right now. I hate summer time. It makes me sad to see everyone in there little clothes that i will never fit into. I just want it to be cold so i can cover myself up. I am a fucking discusting cow. If i wear short sleeves my mom will see my scars, if i wear short pants she will see my scars....I just want to hide in a hole untill i get un-fat and untill my scars go away. I counted them today, i have 11 now.. The more i burn myself the more i look at myself and think that no one wants a girl covered in scars and then i just get sad and do it again. I'm so afraid that Vi will see more than he already has and not want to be with me anymore. I took some pills the other day too. I never do shit like that. Paul and I pinky promised eachother that we would never do that anymore. I think we aren't going to smoke anymore either. He is such a good friend, I'm glad that i found a guy that will be my friend and not try to get into my pants.
My long song
My heart is an open wound But i still give it freely to you to do with whatever you please Cancel this confessional The words come too slowly now And I'm blindly bleeding more And missing you too much tonight In the memories of what we were So i stumble down this basement flight Go to bed turn out the godamn light These bitter white pills do nothing for me Being depressed comes so easily Clearly confessed my sin in a way If i asked you would you promise to stay? Don't say goodbye Don't say goodnight Just go to bed forget this life Requiem of you and me The sun finished anthem has crumbled to peices Left surely to die So cancel this confessional And I'm blindly falling apart And I wonder how you're making out Wondering if you're making out I can't sleep I can't think I'm afraid to even blink So I'll see you at the funeral Once you were something beautiful But the beauty falls and turns to black And these memories seem so cruel |
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