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What am i doing here?
written by for_future_use4204:39 AM 3/25/05Today i woke up and thought "Why am I wasting my life like this?" Theres no real reason for slitting my wrists. I just like to see the blood and feel it as it slides down to... But that doesn't matter. I have to stop feeling like this. I have to remember who I am. Where am I? It seems like just yesterday i was young and trying my hardest to get good grades. Why do I go down to the corner and smoke during lunch? I'm not addicted. Or maybe i am. Maybe this isn't my life, and i'm really just Dreaming.
Please let me wake up. |
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This is actually what i felt when i woke up this morning
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Tel (3-25-2005 - 04:44 AM)
| interesting im doing the same thing... thats how im feeling all the tyme...good job keep it up. |
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