At an All Time Low
If my life literally, depends on my luck, I would have been long dead.
I just have none of it lately and I don't know what to do.
Tomorrow will be my last paper and, I don't even want to think about it.
There's so much on my mind right now, and none of it is DES, none of it is IDS. There's no where, no one that I could take this things to. Not even here.
It's so ironic that I hate myself for making others hate me.
I wish I could change, cause I don't want to lose it and yet everyday I look at myself, all I see is a person who behave the way he should not, and it's so clear how this messed up part of him pushes everyone away from him.
I just have none of it lately and I don't know what to do.
Tomorrow will be my last paper and, I don't even want to think about it.
There's so much on my mind right now, and none of it is DES, none of it is IDS. There's no where, no one that I could take this things to. Not even here.
It's so ironic that I hate myself for making others hate me.
I wish I could change, cause I don't want to lose it and yet everyday I look at myself, all I see is a person who behave the way he should not, and it's so clear how this messed up part of him pushes everyone away from him.
posted by Garry at 12:33 AM
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