Post by blackrosethorn on Jul 24, 2005 14:32:17 GMT -5
Oh my fucking god, I absolutely hate myself right now. I could die, and just not give a god damn. Everything is just so fucked up right now, Jesus.
I feel like screaming, but at the same time I have no voice at all. I'm tempted to cry, but that's something I just don't do any more. It's a waste of time, and everyone I've ever cried for has left, so there's no point to it.
I've just run out of that person I thought I was, and I just hate everything and everyone around me. I've no one down here, and while I can offer help and advice, and even a shoulder to lean on, I can't ask for those things in return.
It's like I'm falling through the bottom of every bottom, and there's nothing I can do about it. And it feels like no one cares, and I can't help but give into it.
I'm hardly sleeping, I don't eat even though I'm hungry, and I can't get out of the synic I'm in. Even though I'm miserable like this.
And no one notices it either. Probably because I've lived in the background so long, that I've actually become the background. That must be it.
If I wasn't totally against self-mutilation I would probably be doing something to that prodigal, or at the very least, I'd be tempted.
I have nothing to distract me from this at all. I don't watch TV, my brother lives in the living room, so it's not like I can be on the computer that much, and I've read every book I own, twice.
I am so...alone, even though I have you all close to whatever is left of my heart, and yet I'm empty that I no longer consciously need to want company any more. Yet at the same time I know that if any of you left I probably wouldn't continue to exsist.
I depend on you, and yet I can't at the same time. And as much as I hate it, there's a wall that's almost made itself, and I just don't have the strength to stop it, at least not today...
I'm going to go before I say anything else.
I feel like screaming, but at the same time I have no voice at all. I'm tempted to cry, but that's something I just don't do any more. It's a waste of time, and everyone I've ever cried for has left, so there's no point to it.
I've just run out of that person I thought I was, and I just hate everything and everyone around me. I've no one down here, and while I can offer help and advice, and even a shoulder to lean on, I can't ask for those things in return.
It's like I'm falling through the bottom of every bottom, and there's nothing I can do about it. And it feels like no one cares, and I can't help but give into it.
I'm hardly sleeping, I don't eat even though I'm hungry, and I can't get out of the synic I'm in. Even though I'm miserable like this.
And no one notices it either. Probably because I've lived in the background so long, that I've actually become the background. That must be it.
If I wasn't totally against self-mutilation I would probably be doing something to that prodigal, or at the very least, I'd be tempted.
I have nothing to distract me from this at all. I don't watch TV, my brother lives in the living room, so it's not like I can be on the computer that much, and I've read every book I own, twice.
I am so...alone, even though I have you all close to whatever is left of my heart, and yet I'm empty that I no longer consciously need to want company any more. Yet at the same time I know that if any of you left I probably wouldn't continue to exsist.
I depend on you, and yet I can't at the same time. And as much as I hate it, there's a wall that's almost made itself, and I just don't have the strength to stop it, at least not today...
I'm going to go before I say anything else.