engh, stole the blog title from "We Are Pilots" by Shiny Toy Guns. but i did cry my face off last night. it's not my place to say why, but i'm still depressed over it and pissed off. not to mention my insides are fucking up....i think i might be getting sick. FML. *head-desk* i just want to live next door to my boyfriend, instead of 300 miles away in a shitty school with shitty friends and shitty teachers. why is that such an impossible thing?!
'scuse me while i go ponder ways to kill myself.
i love how no one reads this. i wonder if i did kill myself if they'd even think about reading my blog to see if the reason i killed myself is on here....i'm not gonna do it of course, but that doesn't mean i can't try to think of a quick, painless, and not messy way to commit suicide, you know?
cos blowing your brains out = quick but leaves a mess for your friends and relatives. hanging yourself means you have to do it exactly right or you'll die painfully from suffocation instead of a snapped neck. cutting your wrists means slow, painful AND messy. so, i just need to find something that's all the positive sides of suicide....haha, i'm gonna write a song called "The Positive Side of Suicide". you just wait; when i'm a rockstar i'll be singing that song. =]
music does wonders.....and people wonder why emos love it...*rolls eyes*
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