September 2011
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Here, at 12:30 A.M.
Drinking a Coca Cola, being distracted by a tragic death story on t.v., but also staring into my brain, my blood, my heart, myself, thinking, “what the fuck am I doing; what the hell do I truly want” and questioning myself, ” what was the purpose of my birth? What is my destiny and what am I supposed to do?”
I’m getting tired of living and I need answers.
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I didn't like today.
I didn’t feel wanted anywhere, even with myself.
I've been thinking about death for the past two...
I’m scared, just knowing I have to experience it. I’m not afraid of the actual moment of death, but the fear of being alone in a place I do not understand.
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accio-niallslove asked: You were just at the mall? How do we not run into each other? lol
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