insanity takes what is left of me

Feeling: wounded
I AM NOT INSANE!!...enfin, j'espère. I cant stop thinking that i might perish here. My mind tells me to make the best of things but my heart is in the graveyard sinking lower and lower into the ground. I'm scared things won't go as planned...I have a gut feeling that I'm gonna die...within the next two years. And if when i do i hope someone finds this diary... Once upon a time there was a girl who lived in a world and once upon after a time, she didn't live in a world. It was an hell...the END. i wish someone was here to embrace me and stand by me.
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I feel that way sometimes, too. I am scared that there are so many things I haven't done with myself...and I am ashamed, most of all.