Listening to: (S)aint - Marilyn Manson
So much work. I just lost it. I told Simon everything... how I feel all the time, how I can't cry, how I cut myself how i lie on my bed talking to myself and wishing i was dead. It was good. Because I think now someone knows how I feel. No one else did. I just took all the shit handed to me and until an hour ago I couldn't deal with it. But I'm ok now. I feel ok. Lol I hate Molly, I say that girl i hate can have her... She's not worth it anymore. And a last message to finish off the day: "Drown the shallow in their own false blood." The visual you get is the prettiest part :)
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