You know what's sad? I can't ******** kill myself, it's not that I'ma afraid or s**t, ******** knows death dosen't scare me, never has... Too many people ******** "need" me... Wish they didn't, wish I didn't care, but nooo they have to come along a proclaim me the problem ******** solver... I'm suddenly the one they call when the rest of the world has turned it's back on them, or when the get dumped, or when the dump someone and regret it... Hell they call me up and spout uter s**t for hours on end just because they need someone to talk to, and I'm aperently good at consouleing them... ******** this... I wish they'd kill them selves so I can do the same...
~+Your Newest God+~ · Thu Aug 17, 2006 @ 11:38pm · 2 Comments |