December 2009
16 posts
yay
for people who are really hard to read, and really oh so attractive. and nice. and pretty.
paranoia
i’m biting off all my fingernails and regretting all my lies. there is something so wrong with me, i am so messed up. i want everyone to be happy and it leaves me left out.
“i’m lonely. but i don’t know what i want.” i wish i could just tell the truth, exactly like it is, word for word. but if i did i doubt it would fix anything or if anyone would even listen. ...
