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by AnorexicDream Jul 5, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
My best friend is goning to be there til the end it helps me through everyday in a special kind of way it makes me cry but its good u may wonder why i love it yet i hate it i wanted to stop but it wouldn't let me drop i need it everyday there it no more that i can say i love the ease but there are big fees those scars i have it everywhere even in the car i hide the marks we only play in the dark my best friend helps me escape my life and all of my strife i love it so much i have to pry it from my clutch it got a lil out of control but i don't care my heart has turned to coal i use it to attempt to take my life my best friend is my knife