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myOtaku.com: Fae Tsukiakira
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Thursday, July 29, 2004
past post but really describes how i feel...no one read this one anyways
i am such a foolish b****...six feet under is where i belone...i hate myself as of this moment...hah...i was beginnning to love myself again and then i had t go and f*** it up and now i hate myself more than ever..i am going through my box of hope...certain cards or letters that people have given me that make me feel good about myself...people seeing something in me i have always wanted to see but never could...maybe it is just one simple thing they say but it is my box of comfort...but now i look and all i see are written words that are mocking and lieing to me...it is all false...how could something like me as stupid and worthless as i am ?...how can this be?i should burn them...turn my hope into ashes...because that is where my hope truely lies...it has smoldered become dust blowing off into the tempting wind...these times...they should be spent with love not hatred...when we should be gathering closer together rather than more distant as we are doing...where faces should be warn and familiar...not cold and uncaring...we've known each other for so long yet react to one another as strangers...
here is something i wrote when i was 12...
I'm confused and lost...unsure of where i am going...opening doors to hearts, but finding nothing...they walk past me with cold and blnk stares...they look at my outer image and don't seem to care...i've been picked up, broken, abused, and battere by these people who call themselves my "friends."...who to trust?....where to go?....i tell them my heartaches and they show me the door...so i take the key and lock my heart and sould...never to be opened....never to be seen...it doesn't matter what i say....they look right past me as if i'm not there....i'll hide in my corner...unknown to the world...i'll live in my own world and stay hidden there...until someone finds the key to my soul ...who'll take the time to listen...and take the time tolove...to show me that everyone's really evil...and that some people really do care...
so much for those thoughts huh?...i scratch at the surface of my skin...hoping to find some depth within...hoping that maybe there is some beauty buried in me...but alas...all i find is decay and maggots...some dirt and trash...i belong in a dumpster...flush me downt the toilet and let me drown in the sewer with all of your lovely goldfish...
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