where is my boyfriend with the cash, the cooking skills and the driver's license?
2007-04-03 - 9:57 p.m.

fucking hell i'm bloody tired so don't fucking joke with me okay.

if there's one thing that i'm lacking in life, it's a GOOD FATHER.

i wish he'd left us a long time ago. like when before i was born. and that i never got the chance to acknowledge him as a father. and that i never knew about his existence. then maybe it wouldn't be so painful.

i hate feeling sad.

and can i just say something else? self-mutilation does not necessarily bring pleasure to everyone who's done it before. it just lightens the emotional load significantly. if you don't think so, give me a better solution then.

life has just slapped me in the face. with people like you telling me to buck up while i am so evidently busy like nobody's fucking business, naturally i wouldn't feel better about myself. so fuck you, seriously. you don't know how to handle this better than i do.

you don't mean nothing at all to me. so i'm just gonna make use of you.

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