January 2011
“He was never really one of the guys, no matter how hard he tried, often thought...”
– POD.
Self mutilation time. Yipppeeeee!
Ugh! Im so upset I can’t even put into words. I feel worthless. I can’t write anymore. I never read. I’ve always been terrible at math. I’m going no where in lifeee. I can not stop thinking about overdosing…AGAIN. Whatever. Bye.
“She’s searching for no one, but…herself”
“My tongue dances behind my lips for you.”
– Lacey Mosley