I hate myself. I hate what has become of me. I hate my life. I hate the opportunities I had had but chose to waste. Something attempts to crawl outside of me and I have decided to let it out. I lack the proper materials but I will buy them tomorrow. So long. » Continue Reading
i am both lonely and alone. lonely. alone. two words seemingly the same but possess distinct characteristics from one another. complete, utter blackness in me... nothing feels glad anymore. » Continue Reading
i am both lonely and alone. lonely. alone. two words seemingly the same but possess distinct characteristics from one another. complete, utter blackness in me... nothing feels glad anymore. » Continue Reading
i am both lonely and alone. lonely. alone. two words seemingly the same but possess distinct characteristics from one another. complete, utter blackness in me... nothing feels glad anymore. » Continue Reading
i like you and i hate that i like you because I know we'll never be together. it's unorthodox. i could only admire you from afar... again. remember three years ago? of course you don't. you never knew. you never knew how I liked you. i hated you back then but how did it happen that I liked you all of a sudden??? i cant believe this. every part of you pulls every cell in my body to feel something f... » Continue Reading
i think i can do this. i have to. ive got no choice. i did my best... or so i guess. whatever happens, happens. it's not a want. it's not decorative. it's a need. it's an obligation. so long. » Continue Reading
being on this website feels like being in a secret club, only a few knows about it. i like being in this club, i adore it, i live for it. this takes me back to that one time, although id rather not elaborate on my personal situation, all I could say is that it feels like this. a person that i am, known for expressing everything that envelops her being, feels secured and safe here. as if im an ani... » Continue Reading
i can't stop talking about how empty i feel. how without purpose my being has. there's no plan for me anymore. cursed books. supplied me with new perspectives. bad perspectives. ive been but brainwashed. printed materials offered me a new world to live in. shall i go to those worlds? i want to. i need to. but how? i think you know. because i know... oh i definitely know a way. shall i do it? yes o... » Continue Reading
first blog here... it's almost 2:30 am and im still awake. heart's beating so fast, for i drank a mixture of coffee and coke. stupid. i know. can't pull myself from the dreadful scrolling app and my newly acquired taste in anything futuristic like frutiger aero and cyberpunk. something about them reminds me of a place ive always wanted to go to. an escape from this reality perhaps? maybe, maybe no... » Continue Reading