so true.
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something is wrong, i can tell. something about feeling hell course through my bones. something about waves crashing against my weary skin. it burns, this pain, it Burns.
Im so lonely, so abnormally cold. I shiver with agony, your words: so bold. My fragile, brittle body will freeze if your not near. This pain that I am feeling is not all that i fear. Plain is my face, it says it all too clear. But the way you love me says i’m more than meets the eyes. And you can’t deny these feelings, you could never pass them by. Now it’s different, something is new. I never thought that it would be true, and maybe you thought the same too. But to be honest, you truly don’t love me, you only say that you do.
Maybe one day, you will love me the way that I love you.
maybe…
Im not smart enough, i lack the ability to participate in any activity with you because i have a disorder. Ask me what i am. I am scared, depressed, hated, mournful, and regretful. Every last word that comes out of my mouth comes out backwards and wrong. I cannot accept the fact that i am utterly dull. I wish you would all just one day try to fit in my shoes for a day. Size 5.5: good luck.
hate.
I hate him. I hope he dies a horrid death filled with heartache and pain.
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trouble.
The only time i can see shawn; and he leaves. It really is depressing. Our 14 month anniversary is tomorrow. We typically save that day for each other, but I guess that wont be happening. To top it off, my daddy is still sick. When will all of this sick depression end??
Zombie.
Another head hangs lowly, Child is slowly taken. And the violence caused such silence, Who are we mistaken?
But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, With their tanks, and their bombs, And their bombs, and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying…
What’s in your head, in your head, Zombie, Hey, hey. What’s in your head, In your head, zombie?
Another mother’s breakin’, Heart is taken over When the violence causes silence, We must be mistaken
It’s the same old theme since 1916. In your head, in your head they’re still fighting, With their tanks, and their bombs, And their bombs, and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are dying…
In your head, in your head, Zombie, Hey, hey. What’s in your head, In your head, zombie?
At the mall eating Chinese and Shawnie bear is taking ridiculous pictures of me :c
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