Im dying...slowly and painfully.
Just how it always should be......
Im losing my color...and any hope i have or believe in living.
I have constant non stop nightmares.
The only thing thats making me sorry im dying is the fact Taylor actually loves me and if I leave...he would be heart broken.
Other than Taylor its almost as if its a good thing i'm dying...
A good thing that my depression is killing me...
Now I can be out of every body's way....
Would you like that mom?
Im sure every body else but Taylor, would too.
Well dont worry you will get it soon.
If this depression dossnt, kill me
Now what are you doing here reading this? off....
My asthma attacks will.
Each one I have, weakens me more and more until soon i wont have anything left.
Dont you have a party to throw celebrating my soon coming death?
 sarafina_star13 · Fri Dec 31, 2010 @ 07:09pm · 0 Comments |
