I'm feeling cold, like I always do. So what?
I might catch a cold from it. So what?
I might get pneuomonia and die. So what?
Frankly I don't care.
I just need to....*sigh* I don't even know what I need, but then again, have I ever known that?
I wish... I wish I was different. It doesn't matter that my best friends are telling me not to change. I have to, because my personality is driving me to the brink of insanity. I hate myself. However I'm not desperate enough to start thinking about suicide, so no need to worry.
To quote Nine Inch Nail's song Hurt:
"If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way"
Spirit wailing. Body flailing. Mind ailing. Heart failing.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
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