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I just give up.... I'm not going to try and be happy anymore, or try and smile, I'm not going to try and get better, I'm not going to try and make new friends, I'm not going to try and get along with people, I'm not going to try and stop cutting, I'm not going to try and be nice, I'm not going to try anymore... I just give up....
Why bother with someone like me? Why not just leave me alone to rott somewhere.
No one really cares, they just feel pity for you, or what to be able to be good. But they don't really care.
No one cares.
Lest not about me.
I feel all my happiness, fading.... I feel happy a little when I think of my love, I feel warm, and happy inside. When I hear his voice, I jump with happiness.
But dose someone like me deserve to be happy?
No, no...
I just scarr my wrists with my blade, my friend that eases the pain, if only for a moment.... I keep my feelings bottled up. It's not right to I know, but it isn't right to drink at a young age, or smoke, or anything, but we all do it anyway.
Bottling up my feelings and pain helps, it keeps it down.... at lest for a while.
My friends, hold fast to your happiness, and your dreams....
For, once you loose them, it's so hard to get them back....
Your dreams hold them close, they'll remind you of the hope you have in this world...... hold fast to them, and never let them go.....
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ok, I'll try and get better, through just contemplating. I just want to sleep though, but my nightmares won't let me, and nor with my so called "friends" I just want to sleep...... just need to recuperate and get my bearings, I'm falling apart here...
God I need a hug and a pistol.
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P.s
KNIVES ARE YOUR FRRRIEEEEEENNNNDDDDSSSSS!
 x-l J i n x l-x · Mon Dec 24, 2007 @ 02:36am · 5 Comments |
