oh!sweetmisery
yes, it's all forced love & affection.
you don't want me, you just like the attention.
i'm not your toy.
![]() oh!sweetmisery
yes, it's all forced love & affection.
you don't want me, you just like the attention.
i'm not your toy.
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stupidity
Wednesday, October 27, 2010 @ 10/27/2010 11:18:00 AM | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.
I just realized how stupid I was back then. For actually believing. You got me thinking. You got me wishing we were something. You left me hanging.But look at me, the moment you spoke to me, it's like I forgot all the pain and the hurt you caused me, and if I had the chance, I'd do it all again. The fuck ups, the sweet lines, the hurt, and the everything. Because if it's you, it's okay. break me
Tuesday, October 26, 2010 @ 10/26/2010 12:41:00 PM | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.
Have you ever felt like crying over nothing?I felt sort of glum yesterday. Glum, like suicidal-glum, for some reason I have yet to find out. I just remembered things about the past- how I acted, how they happened- and I felt bad. Really bad. I know that if I started hurting myself again, no one would care enough to try and stop me, because well- they're too busy screwing up whatever. It breaks my heart because I know they don't care -- or what's left of my heart, that is. I don't know what's wrong. It's like my mask is slowly slipping, and I can't hold it any longer- that I might show through. I might break. And yet, nobody would even know. I could be fucking dead in an instant if I can't fight it anymore, and still, nobody would care. Nobody would know. I've been fighting it for as long as I know, and now? Now they know -- they know I'm scared, they know I'm confused, and one wrong move, they know I'd fucking shatter into a million little pieces. And it's strong enough as well. It's strong enough to break free. It's strong enough to break me. And I can't fight them anymore. I used to be able to fight them. But they've gone far too stronger than whenever they try to break free, I just run. And they chase me. They chase me everywhere, even in my dreams. And I'm scared. Ijust want to be okay. Here We Go Again
Wednesday, October 20, 2010 @ 10/20/2010 07:19:00 PM | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.
I am pissed. No, actually, I am beyond pissed. But when I told someone about it, I actually had a hard time trying to stop smiling.Here we go again. History is repeating itself. You're doing it again. Stop, please.. before it's too late. :( les menteurs
Saturday, October 9, 2010 @ 10/09/2010 11:50:00 AM | 0 comment(s) | add a comment.
I have been hearing things that are supposedly true, but are not.Ha. How low can you get, my dear? Why tell everyone "that"? Don't you know that liars go to hell? I know I don't have the right to stop, nor control what your stupid, nasty mouth says, so I will let you say what you want. I will let you feed your need to be a lying rumormongering bitch, because you are. I know, I was bothered at first. But, after I found out it was just you, it's totally not something to worry about. Let's see you start a fight by yourself. Good luck with that, okay? |