February 2012
103 posts
No more expectations, just gonna go with flow and...
Oh my dearest black notebook, you will never be to busy for me. Thank you for not being a person.
Maybe not by you.
Getting tired of all the shit homie, getting tired of it.
She will be loved.
It’s all so simple and to the point, you fucked up. Nothing more nothing less.
I still want to dance.
“Tell that you don’t take that blade, drag it across your skin. And pray...”
– Girl, interrupted
She's losing her mind. She's fallen behind. She...
Yes my darling I am a fuck up. I am just terribly sad, and it is not fun. I feel myself being eaten by sadness. I am not okay and I don’t have the will to fight it, I have just been taken away and my body is here but my mind is off in a land where I am alone and I am sad and there is nothing I can do about it. There is nothing I want to do about it, I’ve lost the will to keep fighting,...
