oh. by --QUIT--
What a liar. I did it again. Promised someone I'd keep going. But at least he won't cry. I'll just pretend I'm okay... I mean, bottling shi.t up never hurt anyone. Nor did dying. Nothing truly hurts. What a joke, life. But... I mean, no one would help. I wasn't allowed to help them, so I assume they won't force me to keep going.
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11 Apr, 2016, 2:00 am
no idea the fu.ck any of that means, just typed. I was in a fine mood. I guess this is who i've become: a sad dark soul that crawled out of the most optimistic energetic child you could imagine. now i'm torn between like 20 personalities and endless emotions at anytime
11 Apr, 2016, 2:02 am
haha, wow, i'm broken. this is news to... no one, man, who cares? I'll just find some po.rn and tissues then all will be chill. then i'll cry. then shop my wallet dry