I wonder if today will be a friendless day.
They all ignore me.
Why won't they? The probably now get how shitty I am.
Friendless indeed.
I just feel lonely, but in the same time, I don't.
They hate me and don't want me to be their friend, so I finally let them go.
I always got myself for company.
I got this blog, and soon I'll get my hobbies back.
I went back home.
I can't evict the solids from my bowels.
It's nine, I bought bras today, I'm 70C.
I got Das and acrylics, and I don't think I'll go to school tomorrow.
I'm anxious now and I want to cry.
Hell, I want to die.
It's not like it's going to matter anyway!
I guess that I won't go to school tomorrow.
And I won't go to the Cabria as well, I'll just weep within the safe walls of my room or apartment.
I just guess that I died today.
It's nine, I bought bras today, I'm 70C.
I got Das and acrylics, and I don't think I'll go to school tomorrow.
I'm anxious now and I want to cry.
Hell, I want to die.
It's not like it's going to matter anyway!
I guess that I won't go to school tomorrow.
And I won't go to the Cabria as well, I'll just weep within the safe walls of my room or apartment.
I just guess that I died today.
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