Posted 1/12/2005 6:00 PM (GMT -7)
I feel like I'm craving something.. I feel empty, down, and worthless. My obsession towards not only perfection, but also attention has led me here.. "Here" is a place in the depths of my mind where I just sit, and think, and cry.. all in attempts to releive myself from this constant torture- the torture of hate, the torture of being alone. Tomorrow, I will wake up and repeat myself again, only to come home at the end of the day hoping for that something to fill me up inside