You dont care because you dont know how it feels....yet.
{ 11:54 AM }

while willy's having his anger bouts, i'm have like anxiety bouts. Its insane. i'm insane. I confess that i do not have a sound frame of mind. Again and agian i find myself struggling between two. Being myself, being honest and truthful and bring myself to love sb else makes me so goddamn vulnerable that i find myself clamouring for protection. The right form of security, the right form of comfort and assurance. The right form comes rarely. .. second..best.

The only viable way out is distance. I have exposed myself too much and who better to help me than myself? sigh.
{ 10:58 AM }

Well I wish there was someone,To love me. When I used to be someone,a nd I knew there was someone,that loved me. As I sit here frozen alone,Even ghosts get tired and go home,a s they crawl back under the stones. And I wish there was something. Please tell me there’s something better. And I wish there was something more than this,Saturated loneliness.

and i wish there was something, i wish there was something better. please tell me there's something better.



{ 10:20 AM }

baby, i'm electric! says:
domdomdom
what are you doing

*Neversweet 'no love ' mommys-lil-monster.blogspot.com says:
doing notes for social work
groans
was gon complain to u
FUCKING DRY AND BORING LAH

baby, i'm electric! says:
hahaha
hurhur, sounds like bad sex

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA?!?!!?!?
{ 10:38 AM }

you're right.
{ 9:50 AM }

He looked me in the eye and told me that i was his precious. unbelievable. I was speechless. I looked away. i couldnt handle him lying straight in my face.

well . he's back. Back to the same ol cycle..? sigh.

I think i've changed..or not.

I dont know if i can handle..this. the insecurity that eats me inside out.

And its not that i dont wanna write to him. Its just tt everytime i think of writing something, the words string out a completely ominous letter. which isnt exactly what he's gg for anyway. so i refrain. sigh

sigh. why am i doing this.
{ 12:24 AM }

sigh.
{ 9:34 AM }

But i'm having more torturous nights.
{ 11:54 AM }

This just proves. That there's no point. In trying to be who i'm not.
{ 9:40 AM }

There are bullet holes where compassion used to be

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