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| I feel like an empty bottle |
washed up on the beach.
its times like these I feel stupid.
I feel empty, worthless, jaded.
dragged around miles at a time.
used like a shirt.
jumping off a swing into a black hole.
lonely.
exhausted.
used up and tossed.
I don't want to try and do this anymore.
I want to be killed, torn apart by some lovely person with a beautiful family. someone who will have to be back in time for dinner so, instead of a slow death it'll have to be quick. someone who is a little crazy just looking for an adrenaline rush, or maybe even let some anger out from their boss or slutty spouce.
I want to be a relief.
a sight for sore eyes.
the sweet little girl I never was and never could be.
I miss thinking about that.
maybe instead of trying to be a mechanic I could've tried being barbie.
wait, shit, I haven't seen a mexican barbie in a while...
anyway, love life= fucked.
changing schools.
suicidal thoughts/attempts: increased thoughts, attempts at a minimum.
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Posted by SuckMyJoEllen on 2009-11-07 01:11:25 | Rating: | Views: 15
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