Sunday, September 28, 2003

reason for premature departure: a momentary respite.

perpetually grieving. morbid fantasy involving blood. what does it feel to self-mutilate? what does it feel to be high and wasted?
let me tell u how it feels like to be constantly lost in all sense of directions. this pain wont wear down. its like a cavity gradually gnawing ur insides till u feel the pinch and then u lose it. u break down. u feel numb. the air is stagnant. the world stops revolving around u. u feel so alone. deprived of company.
how much tears can u shed? yet the misery will never leave u. it lives in u. until u feel like ending it. u come for Death instead... in this case Death is bittersweet.

last book read: harry potter & the order of phoenix-jk rowling
current read: 25th hour-david benioff

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