Age 24.
life is nothing more than a mess
....
am i as
selfish...
as people around me
emotional
... crying
to be notice
.
i'm not alone
i guess
but
how can i feel so alone
and disconnected 4rm
the world
when we nothing
more
than
children crying
to be heard
i feel like
my life was
just
words
written
on the sand
and
it's been
wash away
panic attacks
are getting worst
soon i wont
be able to
breath
...
whose to care
but God
*sigh*
i keep dead flowers in my room....
i dont know why
maybe its the first time i ever had
flowers in my life
makes me feel
some what love
even though their
dead
.
theirs nothing but clothes and shit on the floor...
My bed still smells like him
.......
i keep my make up in a shopping bag.
i have holes in my socks and tights
.....
no matter what i eat i seem to be getting fatter
....
should i even eat at all ..
something is wrong with me
but i cant tell
what it is...
im too scared to go
to the Doctors.
I dont know whats with this blog to be honest ....
but, help me
love me
catch me
before something happens
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