Inhale, exhale.
I believe that everyone has gone through something that has changed them. Good and/or bad.
What is life, what's the use if you're killing time?
Of course everything's not okay. Shit happens. I can't deal with this anymore, I don't know what to do. No one to rely on. No one understands how much shit I'm going through. It's buzzing inside my head and it hurts just thinking about it. It's the end of the world in my mind. There's no point in crying because... there's just no point. I'm waiting for a wake up call....still waiting.
I only have this mosquito in my room who I can talk to. I named him Mossy. He told me that every things going to be alright but I don't believe him. I just want to lay back at sea and drift off to somewhere. Somewhere that can keep my mind off the shitty moments. Hmm, maybe, while I'm drifting to someplace, I'd suddenly sink to the bottom and end up at bikini bottom and be friends with Squarepants and Patrick:O but dw guiths, I'll have a part time job making Krabby Pattys. Fresh start, here I cum.
I can't find Mossy anywhere. He left me:'( Everyone's the same. They cum, they go.
I'm goiing crazy.
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Posted on: Sunday, September 4, 2011
