the cold embrace of death seems to be the only thign that comforts me now. seems everythign i do causes me pain emotionaly.. even the s**t thats suposed to make me happy.im dreading returing home, no because i dont want to leave.. but because i have to put on a thicker mask for my sister.she sees through the one that most people cant.. though ive become quiet good at hiding even my depression from her.as long as other people are happy its ok.. even if it distroys me emotionaly. i just dont care any more about what happens to me.. it just dosent seem worth it.
Ange Adami · Mon Jan 03, 2005 @ 01:41am · 1 Comments |