i cried in my sleep...












































why must people do things that are just plain bad for them.. why oh why?
so now there are three people in my life who value drugs over me since they won't quit for me

why is it that i was able to be alone for so long but then you came along and i hate not being with you?
why is it that i can't be all that you need?
why do i care so fucking much!

you never want to be walked on huh?... me neither!

i hate being in a good mood because than i am just unintelligent. i'm just.... here.. all smiles all happy... all bluck

which is worse. happy or sad....

won't somebody just take my hand dance with me and kiss me?