so this is now me i need this its either this or suicide and i think i wanna torture the assholes i love so dearly a litle more before i go. why is it that eveythingi think might...JUST MIGHT HAVE FEELINGS FOR ME THEY FUCK ME OVER this is not what i need in my life everyone wants to say "i gave up a good relationshop and my love of friends for you" and damn it what about the things i give up so to mess wit me i get into the drama of " hey kets fuck her life to infinity and beyond" any time i hear the words "i love you"my stomach implodes and my heart goes super nova only to white dwarf my way to the pathetics of my life. my mind is like this blog a giant run on sentence of cut and paste thoughts with bad puctuation (see i think a spelled that wrong) i want to secretly be controled but with the back knowledge that im going to kick your ass if you try to gogto far.... i know it makes no sence but i dont care..... i promised the ass hole that tells me all the rumors that are being said that i would never cut my self again. should i really think he cares he who laughs at the physical abuse i endure and whos last big question to me was "how do i get me new girlfreind wet" or" can we have sex now??"should i break my promise...should i be weak and take my life show all those who know me that im not as strong as i let on.... you guys tell me
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