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by Littl3Pickl369 Apr 15, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I'm stressed to my limit. My body acing with pain. I try so hard to please. Still i hang my head in shame. I have to drag, myself out of bed. I cant think straight. To much stuff in my head. Would the world, Be better off without me? I cry when no ones watching. I don't want them to see. Inside I'm ugly. All i am is a lie. Remember who i once was. Because this is my Good-Bye.-Nicole Ullberg