I opened up a scar…I found myself on a rather scary road on my way to my life, or maybe just a scary side track. It had monsters, ghosts , dead people and all kinds off scary things. It also had new opportunities, new people to meat, and laughter. It confused the crap out of me and it scared me. I didn’t know what to do. So I turned around, grabbed a stick from the floor and stuck it in this big scar I have on my chest. There, now I have something else to focus on. And then I realised what I was doing…
Self mutilation, and then I say those people are crazy…
5 comments:
new people to meat.
*runs away scared*
don't put sticks in scars.
that hurts.
love you.
ga een nieuwe blog schrijven, gij aars.
I am bored.
blog. biatch.
x.
ik ga je stalken tot je weer iets blogt.
you didn't blog even though you promised me!
I feel so unloved.|-(
x.
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