I live to write and create.
I wrote so much on myspace that I have decided to move all my blogs to this account instead.
Written on:Thursday, June 26, 2008
But..it feels nice.Strangely. this insane Emotional bliss,of complete flaws and complications.all these complex feelings,twisting together..I feel cracked,I feel Cheated.I feel smashed,and beaten.but I feel so mellow in my abusive surroundings,The memory of you,fades like a candle flame.You were once so hot upon my skin,I welcomed you.now your presence is cold like ice and knives,but I just let you sway and linger here,for a while..before I push you out,again.I'm trying to forget.but everytime i look in the mirror,I see you.Everytime I scream at others,I hear you.Everytime I touch myself,running my hand up my own thigh..I feel you.Ive become you.characteristics of you.habbits of you.imperfections of you.issues of you.Youve made me this.you've created this.Malicious,selfish,Manipulative Sadist.what have I ever done to you?Nothing but say sweet words,and open up my warm arms.I pity myself now,Like I once pitied you.Your favorite song Still plays in my head..I'm fucked up.You sicken me.
I'm reading all of this... and its like you took the words out of my mind. I feel this more than you could possibly know...