katrinia
i hate soup. im too sad to even think about food. she cant eat for a week, why should i? everything sucks. i go see her. im so overjoyed that i'm with her. im so depressed that i'm with her. every time i leave i get emotionally shit on. shes worth every damn second of it.
minute. in a minute youre gone and im begging for you back. its my fault. i made you leave. deep down i know i dont want you. i want you gone. i made you the way you are, and i love it. we compliment each other now. twisted, sick. evil.
in a minute ive changed my mind from wanting you to shoving you away. In a minute youve changed.
fractures. so many god damn fractures. look at that break, not even clean. what are we going to do with her? what a bloody mess.
i cant think and im drawing a blank
i didnt want that to rhyme
my laptops dying and i think my brothers crying.
this has nothing to do with the word persons.
ive done this before daddy just slammed the door
were back in the same old routine...
Persons are sad, and mean. Missing persons. Id like if people would go missing. im missing my mind is missing. where is my mind? youve met me at a very strange time in my life.
persons just make me sad. they touch me and expect me to love and like them back, show emotion the same way they do. i don't like that. i dont want to get emotionally involved in anyone. i want persons to go away and die. i want to go away and die. i want to go away and die.
psychopaths intrigue me. the go away and kill and go away. what strange persons. i want to be numb like them. i am numb like them. i am a psychopath. i want to go away and die. i want to go away and kill.
it's 221am and im not very well tonight.
sad pit. empty pit. sad. sad. im just so damn sad tonight. pits are gross. peaches have pits.
this music is sad. sad. sad. in a big pit of sadness. boys are mean.