February 2012
7 posts
30 facts about meh.
This is old and should probably be updated…
1. I’m a good singer but I can’t, for the life of me, sing in front of people. I just choke up and go silent. 2. I am really shy if I don’t know you. 3. I love reading. And I read weird books… 4. I honestly, really do hate my body. I hate it if my boobs look “big” and I hate people looking at me. I hate...
What the fuck is wrong with me?
Argh
It’s my third day back at tafe and I’m already staying home. Fuck I’m a pathetic person.
It's nearly 6 o'clock in the morning.
And I can’t fucking sleep.
Reality implodes, blank lullabies, they promise to never end. Immortality takes over, to put the effort to waste. Insanity collides with the numb-sickened silence deciphering freedom from something else. But now I don’t know which is which. And I know that this freedom won’t last forever anyway, as I come crashing down. Now all thats left is something so much worse. Something that...
Send me just one careless whisper,
you don’t know what it means to me
They told me they have my kind of poison,
and I’m so scared
I need just one careless whisper,
your bitter-sweet sacred promise
Your flames of sympathy just aren’t enough,
they keep me blind as your ignorance,
and deaf as your silence
This is gonna be my personal blog
Workin’ progress guys, workin’ progress.