you know those words?
words another person wrote down
that just smack you in the face
and hit you hard
like a loved one can only do.
(the fact that i can't remember whom or where it's from
was another smack in the face,
but i did that one to myself though.)
there is no truth. we all have our own. to be addicted to self destruction.
because they told me to do something with my life. nothing could hold me back
except myself. unfortunately i wasn't there. god created us so we could create god.
he prays for me every night. i feel so sad that he's wasting his time. i mean,
look at me. he won't be coming back. ever again. of course. i wouldn't go back
to myself either. unfortunately i am stuck in this place. hurt yourself to make sure
no one else does. we always talk either too much or too little.
(SOURCES images: kara k kraus, (velvet momoko via yupoo),