I haven't edited my profile in 4 years. It's nice to be back, I've done a lot in four years. I may tell the story via poetry but there are still more pages to be written. |
Razor to my skin,
Heavily flowing red mess...
Poetry,
my one escape...
Agonizing pain
Lost lives of suffering souls...
I've cried to much
Once before...
I'm living life,
less than happy...
The undefined horror that reaks my mind feeds purely on my failure, as i fade away in disgust as i live my passive life. |
She cheated on her diabetic boyfriend. |
Sex is Sex. |