my life's falling apart. it's like my short story for sk00l. my bro hates me, most of my friends do 2. I started doing s**t I promised everyone I'd never do in my life, I started saying s**t to people cuz they're saying s**t to me about me and Steff. ********, I'm gonna be a drop-out junkie the way my life's going...
I still remember the time I... well, I won't say the word. I doubted something that I should never have doubted, and then I felt so bad about myself that I wanted to die. I spent the whole night crying in a puddle of tears with empty beer bottles, a knife, and an empty container of pain killers...
dammit, ya follow your heart and everyone hates you for that. am I honest;y supposed to listen to them? damn asses and bitches, can't they shut up for one second? I've always tried to respect the choices they made, why can't they atleast give me back some of that god damn respect?
******** it, now I gotta start my life from scratch. the old Chris Wakfer is dead...
goodbye alcohol, goodbye pain killer overdose, goodbye suicide attempts, hello new shot at life
oh, if anyone reads this by chance, could you give me some hints to help turn my life around? ^_^
thanks
akuma kawaii · Mon Aug 21, 2006 @ 07:48pm · 1 Comments |