i am going to kill myself.
i just finished writing like 17 of the 20 pages i needed for a paper tomorrow. THANKS MS WORD,
NOT.
it stopped working randomly and it was like sorry we will try to recover your work…… IT DIDN’T
IM SCREWED.
THAT WAS MY FINAL GRADE.
OH MY GOD.
i wish there was some off button somewhere, where you could turn off your feeling- selectively at least- and be immune from some people. i wish you could have a sheild or some kind of barrier from them.
i wish there was a special island where you could place them and they could no longer bother you, where you could be safe. i wish you could forget things sometimes and never have to remember them.
i wish you never had to feel pathetic.
i wish everything was gone.
at least for a little while.
this year has been passing by way too fast.
i hate it.
i wish i could slow it down, pause it- anything to keep it from going.
i am going to miss everyone too much.
i don’t want anything to leave,
I never heard what you said, just what you meant. I hate you. I love you. I don’t love you anymore.
(photo by: me)
It only hurt the first time so you’d know how much it didn’t hurt the second time.
(photo by: me)
About me
“There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must of felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of life. ― Alexandre Dumas
“I hope she'll be a fool -- that's the best thing a girl can be in this world, a beautiful little fool.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
