i smell death on you....

Feeling: burned-out
ima a burn out...i guess...atleast thats what people say... john is in *recovery* lucky him.... life sucks tomorrow i must return 2 school what joy.. i miss everyone i guess anyway.. who knows i have no life. i have no reason 2 live.... well you are my reason 2 live..i guess thats a good reason 2 live... I have nothing better to do than write in here.... I wanna cut myself..i want to see the blood run down my arm...i am so numb... if only i didnt promise you that i wouldnt hurt myself..i would cut so deep... you should feel lucky... i try so hard to make you happy.... yet i cant even make myself happy.. save me...from myself i can not live this way anymore.. phooey... Jennifer <3
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