My life is filled with days that don't matter and months of waiting for my life to start. It's full of hours of staring out windows, minutes of failure, and moments of regret. Each day I laugh and smile, cry and hurt, but none of that matters. I have become numb to my emotions, and this has made me stronger as it has broken me down. I do not feel, therefore I cannot live. Most times I believe that I am not alive, but then I draw sketches of my pain across my skin and I see, and I feel, and I know... |
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you've been Jinxed.
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Ice cold with the burning scent of a broken heart
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Ladies and Gentlemen, take my advice: pull down your pants and slide on the ice Dr. Sidney Freedman
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