| 12:08a |
fuck...
what the fuck am i to do damn it, my knife is just fucking taunting me, its calling out to me, to take me away, to my little hole in the ground, but no one will mourn my death, but what would that matter, i'll be fucking dead, i'll never be a bother again, i miss the feelings, the blood running down, the way it felt, the way it looked, the way it smelled, everything, damn it, fuck , i want to die, but no one could understand this pain, fuck i dont even understand, its so pointless, yeah i'm having a shitty life right now, christmas... woke up at 5 in the morning, after going to bed at 330, opened presents and crap... nothing speical, we all just wanted to get it over with, my mom got the car stuck in out driveway, (our drive way is the driveway from hell) so i got to push it out, not helping with the back problem went to dads moms, it was ok, heard about my grandmas sexual life, and i can honestly say, if i had a gun, i would have shot myslf, went to my moms mom, then mr flu and every other fucking virus bug thingy deicded, "hey, instead of sneaking up on him, lets just pound him, it is christmas" so yeah i was throwing up even though i hadent eaten layed in bed all friday throwing up trying to get up but just falling down...to dizy head pounding neck stiff, back problems, waterfall for a nose ya'll get what i'm saying got up, my mom deicded i should drive home, who the fuck cares if i'm sick, so sense i was kinda sick and i just wanted to get home, the noraml 3 hour drive, took 2, the needle might have gone under 85 mayeb once or twice, but for the most part, 95, ah the open road, ^-^ and now that i'm home, i'm just being taunted to cut,
blah, i'm sorry for only bitching and complaining, in my short time here i'm sure some of u are already sick of me, but hey, i needed ranting space,
i'm sorry
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