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by Special k Jun 23, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
She is so much better with her beautiful looks and her long blond hair unlike me she reads books sure she is younger but by a few months but to you she is so much better she has the perfect colors and fonts you know her in real life and you said her eyes are amazing you told her you loved her before i do something drastic save me you always tell her you hate me with a passion she is so perfect and she has the perfect fashion you two are perfect and you should be together I'm not worth anything really my love you doesn't matter so you two can be happy without me involved i am a problem that a simple razor blade can solve not that you really care that my heart aches the pills wont help me now no matter how many i take the blade it doesn't help it doesn't bring pain anymore i am so dizzy now i cant even find the door i don't know what my blood feels like the stuff pouring from my wrist i dunk my head in water breathing in knowing i wont be missed i cut my body all over and take pictures of it i send you the pictures the word out of your mouth were sick you rushed over here but you were to late i died on the floor thinking the feeling i thought was hate but you didn't hate me it wasn't true what she said you truly did love me Oh-well now I'm dead...