sometimes I miss you...
But then I remember Your a bitch..
So I stop missing you.. but not really I could never stop missing you...
Why is that?....
Reality is Harsh. People are stupid. I'm realistic. I'm Harsh to the stupid, Cause ignorance is bliss and If I can't be happy neither can you
Some people on here need some fucking help I mean really now.
Now I know I'm not normal but I mean come on.
Fucking weirdos.
the creepy weird not good weird
I feel Empty Lately.....
I can feel in in my skin.
In my bones.
While I lie in bed and stare up
I stare at nothing all day and yet
I take everything in and I'm so over whelmed
I can't breath
It's Like My brain has forgotten to tell my lungs to expand and they just get tighter
I can't save me from myself.
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I have known this feeling on several occassions.
I still feel that same tightness in chest sometimes when I lay awake staring at the dark ceiling in my room...
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