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i dumped my boyfriendThat totally sucks. If he had really loved you, he would have held your bangs out of the way while you cut so you could see all your deepred pain welling out of you. Log in to see images! (view post) |
03/13/2008 | |
Wut's yur fav songMissing – Evanescence
I just, connect with it so much. I go through day after day of this weary, dreadful existance and bleed for people, but they never see me or the suffering I’m in. If only they didn’t make me love them, then it wouldn’t be so bad. Then I could just hate them like I hate myself. (view post) |
03/13/2008 | |
I guess even trolls get the bluesNo one will ever understand you, just like no one understands me.
If you’re even telling the truth. I doubt it. Everyone in my life is always feeding me this neverending stream of deceit and lies, poisoning my soul.
If you really loved your (ex)girlfriend you’d bleed for her, and write her poetry with your blood, and send it to her with a black rose. (view post) |
03/13/2008 | |
What do you use to cut when all out of razors?I like using an exacto-knife when I cut, because then when I use it for my artwork, it’s like I’m transfering all my suffering from my body into my art. (view post) |
03/13/2008 | |
sumtimes i feel lik noone cares abot meDante Kinkade Posted:
The best way to finally get your overbearing parents to understand your deep, unending personal pain is to bleed all over their belongings, then take some sleeping pills and make sure you pbum out where they find you. Don’t take too many, because if you’re dead then your pain dies with you, and then they’ll never really understand. (view post) |
03/13/2008 | |
PoetrySitting in the dark abyss, Nothing can find me in my miasma cloud. You could have saved me from my blackness, But you walked away from me, thief of my heart. May my blood forever stain your evil soul. (view post) |
03/13/2008 |