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Wednesday, December 12, 2012


It helps to pretend he's dead. That he was taken from this Earth, that he didn't willingly throw me away like a used tissue. Not that I would feel any better if he were dead, but... *sigh*

I just can't believe I'm still alive. I cannot begin to express the pain--the despair, the confusion, the fury, the futility--I've felt today, yesterday, and the day before. It feels like it's been a week already. It doesn't even stop when I sleep. My dreams are a horror movie.

I need drugs. I need to be committed. I'm losing my grip... Pray for me?
I love you
~Belinda

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