"i've just got to jump, throw my cellphone and then jump to it, i'll be fine, i've jumped off the roof before, why is it so hard now?"
i've been pulling blanks lately. guess i just cant think straight. you could say my christmas was very okay. it wasnt like my other christmases, this one was very.....dull. maybe it was the waiting for people, maybe it was previous events, it was just dull. call it the lack of happiness but i feel stolen. everything use to pop and now its just there its like looking through black and white eyes. nothing has any value anymore. sleeping is the cure. in your dreams you can't ACTUALLY be hurt its nearly impossible, you can die in your sleep but if i was stabbed in my dream i wouldn't wake up with bloody biege sheets. i'd just wake up and fall asleep and start a new dream. its simple. i am not denying that something is wrong with me i just dont know what is wrong with me, therefor i have nothing to prove or deny its very strange.
You fucking suck.
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