February 2012
134 posts
Is it bad that I just started talking to mum again...
hehehhehhehehehehehe.
the beginning of my belonging creative writing....
My name is death. I am not what you think I am. You cannot see me, but I’m always there. Just behind you, just beside you, one step ahead of you. I like to sit next to old men on park benches, and follow little children riding their bikes home. Every night while you sleep, I’m digging through your house. Everything you hear isn’t true. I do not wear black, and do not carry a blade, I do not have...
LOL 1 OF MY HSC ASSESSMENTS THAT IS DUE TO TOMORROW JUT DELETED ITSELF. ACTUALLY CONSIDERING KILLING MYSELF. LYF SUX.
boyz suk.
I will never understand. How can you go from completely cutting all contact with me, to calling me tonight telling me how sorry you are, and how much you love me. We haven’t spoken in months. I should never let you back in my life, but I will because I miss having someone love me like you did. I sound like a fucking lame teenage girl. But fuck it, and fuck you.
REVELATION
I am less depressed than what I have been these last few months. Although, I think I have just become numb to emotion. Something a good friend of mine has mastered. I guess I saw his way of living ingenious, and I was already half way there to start off with. The girls in my year have told me that I am ‘weird’ as I have dived into this pool of dissociation. I laugh at all the things I...
I miss the awesome mixtapes you used to make me.
Can we just see eachother, and have a intense hookup followed by even more intense shit.
Proud meth baby
Luv mi xx
