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Tuesday, February 25, 2014

I don't know if I should love you or hate you-SUICIDE

Trigger Warning

I'm not trying to be a attached whore I just have all these feelings and needed to get them out somewhere cuz it's way too fucked up to say outloaid

There's a part of me that knows I shouldn't...  But I can't help but drown in be the alor of this desire..  I have a love-hate self-destructive relationship with you..  Although I know you may not be a good choice..  I often have you as a close second..  I know my family and friends hate you..  But I don't think they see your beauty..  You are a acquired taste that lingers in my mouth for over a decade now..  And at the in why not?  You whisper sweet nothings in my hear since my young adolescents..  Who am I to deny you the fruit of your labor..  Know one has the work ethic as you you..  You work 24/7 even Whitecastles takes Chirstmas off..  You will be the end of every thing good in my life..  You will be the except for the dark I fear so much..  You will be the end and my new beginning...  I don't fear you..  I welcome your presents hole heartedly..  You are death..  You are suicide...  I'm unsure and unstable.. I fear your cold numbness..  But I'm still here..  Waiting for you to come..  Many people want me to stop but how can I with you holding me tight like a warm hug..  You're my down fall but at least I know you will never leave me..  I want to be close to you..  Closer than I've ever been before.. 

Maybe I won't... But maybe I will.. 
Sorry to anyone I hurt.. I tried but now I'm just tired

Saturday, February 1, 2014

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qZCeQKsM-zc&feature=youtube_gdata_player

I'm in love with my imaginary friend

No she is not a hallucination nor dissociation..  She's not a figment of my imagination she is as real as you think you are... She's the best version of you the version that you will never live up to be..  She's all my hopes and dreams with really awesome boobs..  She's brilliant and easy to talk to.. She's not judgy.. she's poised, she doesn't stumble over her words; like you.. she's not offensive..  she's just the right amount of crazy, enough to make it interesting but never enough to be medicated..  She's the type that I am not ashamed to bring home to mother.. She spiritual but not zealous.. She perfect..  And also she's not you.. 

I will penalize you for not being her..  For not living up to my expectations..  I will yell and I will scream and I will throw things aimed at your forehead..  Because I thought you were better..  You're not my expectation..  And for that I'm sorry..

I'm sorry you're human