Morning came and I tried not to notice,
it was time for you to move along.
The minutes fell like petals all around us,
when goodbye felt so wrong.
it was time for you to move along.
The minutes fell like petals all around us,
when goodbye felt so wrong.
I really hated today.
I hate HB like fextremely, fextrodinarily, alot. Like, i'd rather eat a bug than withstand the traumatic 30 hours. Seriously. And my hands are so bruised, i can't clench them. At all. The bones are like swelling and red blisters are forming at the joints.
Worse comes to worse- i'll kill myself tmr if the voices in my head stop screaming profanities. Beeecause, that's when i know that it's finally passed my limit and i've gone insane. Smth like that. I don't even know what crap i'm sprouting now. It's hell. It's worse than hell- it's heller.
God save me.
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