Sunday, June 22, 2008
what the fuck is wrong with me. yes the 'fuck' is warranted, at least to me in this case.
damn. i shouldn't be reacting this way, shouldn't be feeling all this boiling rage in me, shouldnt let every fucking insignificant thing get to me.
i never knew i was going to turn out like that. i don't like it one bit. and i bloody hell can't do anything to change. i've tried to stop thinking about it, but that doesn't stop me from goggling stuffs and discovering photos i really don't want to see. have tried to just reassure myself that there is really nothing, but i know that is not the issue that is bothering the hell out of me.
so why the fuck am i like that. is it going to be like this everytime, forever.
fuck.
damn. i shouldn't be reacting this way, shouldn't be feeling all this boiling rage in me, shouldnt let every fucking insignificant thing get to me.
i never knew i was going to turn out like that. i don't like it one bit. and i bloody hell can't do anything to change. i've tried to stop thinking about it, but that doesn't stop me from goggling stuffs and discovering photos i really don't want to see. have tried to just reassure myself that there is really nothing, but i know that is not the issue that is bothering the hell out of me.
so why the fuck am i like that. is it going to be like this everytime, forever.
fuck.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:44 AM.
