Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Dying a lonely death

Sometimes i think that i hate people. Sometimes i think maybe its just because i hate myself. Then there are the times when i hate my past and everything it has made me into. Why do i always say the wrong thing? Why do i have to start fights that shouldnt have started in the first place? Why am i such a paranoid bitch? Why can i not just have a night where i dont cry myself to sleep?

11:52 p.m. - 2002-12-06

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