Confessions bring about the worse feelings
It sits confined patiently waiting to blow
I didn’t realize I could be colder
Than how I already was currently
Dean. Sam. Emily. Kayla. Ashley. Rachel.
Just what the hell am I doing…
Oi vey, I lived today as if I were some pissed fucknut diagnosed with cancer… Irony is that I know I’d be extremely cheerful had I actually been told I were dying… Not happy I’d be dying, but guilt-free and soon-to-be-free, and no longer having to figure out what I have to do. Cause shit, iono what I’m doing.. loll
Posted on Wednesday, 22 February 2012