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Thursday, October 7, 2004


   Fun times in Colerain High School...
I don't know what I'm doing anymore. Today has made me realize how crappy people are, and how much I miss my baby when I can't see him. I'm starting to not enjoy myself as much as I used to anymore. My life is great and all, and I'm perfectly happy, but I'm starting to realize that the human race is actually a virus. *dies* I don't know. I guess all I'm trying to say is, "If you don't have anything nice or constructive to say to me, then shut up and die."
People tend to want to make fun of me, and I don't like it... at all. I can't stand being taken advantage of, because it's been that way my whole life, and I can't stand being walked all over anymore. I'm lacking in my school work, and I'm not sure if I can fix it or not. I feel alone, and hollow. I feel like... I am hollow. I have nothing inside of me. No internal organs, no blood, no life, no nothing. And I am a doll. Society's plaything. A thing to be tossed aside and hit by passing cars... that dead squirrel in the road that no one thinks to swerve around. It's lifeless body corroded by the weight of the cars and the pressure of life. That poor bastard.
He has my heart, and I his, and I am so so so so so greatful that it is this way. Like we talked about last night, us being together is just one more right thing in the world, and we do our best to balance the scales that hold good things and shitty things. I can't wait to see him today. Only 15 minutes left. I want him to hold me so badly, and take all of this pain from me. I want to be safe in his arms, and make my world a better place to be in. (Thank you. Justin... for being the only thing I need in the world.)

I guess I'm just sad. I have no friends, and no one to talk to anymore, because I don't see my baby much, and my mother just moved out... my lifelines are slowly leaving me. I knew it... I KNEW IT! *lightbulb* I told him... I told him the first time I talked to him that everything I love and care about eventually leaves me! (and I was right. bah. I hate being empathic.) I guess I'll get off here and write a lil bit. I need SOME sort of release. I can't have a cigarette until I get out of this hell-hole. I'll see you guys later. Much love.
The goddess of mischief and chaos~~
Ariadne-chan.

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