Thursday, August 6, 2009

Malice is just as bad as sadness.

No matter how much I wanna yell "Fuck you. And you too. And you, expecially."...



I can't do it. I feel like my tongue is being held back. I feel myself getting cotton mouthed, I'm running out of saliva in my mouth. My heart is beating faster. I feel shaking. I feel my breath getting heavier.

I don't know what else to say, but, good luck. I'm fucking done. Can't take this shit any longer. I want to disappear from everyone's lives for a bit. Or at least go back in time, when I was younger. Or something. Shit.

I'm getting worked up over shit I can't change, shit I don't want to accept. What's wrong with me. I need to chill.

Baaaaaaaaaaaai Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaai.

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