Sunday, September 18, 2005



i lost my voice, i've said all i had to say.



People sympathize. I don't need that shit. Call me ungrateful. But it just makes me feel lower. I think i'm better than that. At least. Plucked eyebrows and did nails won't help me either. I will always be this way to me. I keep telling myself it's nothing. They're just being themselves. Then when the fuck can i be myself? I don't care, I DON'T CARE, I DON'T CARE. Why the complains? Fucking empty. Nothing inside. Blood won't get you anywhere. Cuz it all comes to this; you just can't get enough of yourself.



I hide.



But there's this guy who is such a fucking dick. He thinks he's all that cuz he can scream. Fuck that shit. He can't scream even if somebody choked him and all he wanted to do is breathe. YOU SUCK.



I cry.



And i wanted to belong somewhere. I thought i did. But no. Not with them. I cant talk about shit like that. Frankly because i just don't care.



I am everyone's slave.



I am anyone's door mat.



I am invisible.


Envy drowned in words at 16:12



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