YNov 2011 14.47

I thought it would be easier after the first post, but I'm wrong again. Alone, words slips me. I wanna write but I dont know what to write. Mediocre phrases greets me. So I turn to songs. I am glad they are here to provide a picture of my current insides.

The intro music played -I feel empty.

Am I better off dead?
Am I better off a quitter?
I'm smiling but I'm dying trying not to drag my feet
And my mates are all there trying to calm me down
'Cause I'm shouting your name all over town

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Dunno why I created this crap. Dunno how to start. Guess this is one of those times when the ton inside my chest is taking over and giving in seems like a favor, a rest in my long battlefield. I'm ashamed I know my writing never can equate to what im feeling inside but sadness is currently maneuvering my hand, taking its chance to break free. I'm about to text you now but I'll fail that fight I've been on for three years. Creating this site seems less embarrassing.

I know no one will intentionally be here, and if in case you stumbled here reading this crap ...then

go one, be gone, hit X. This shitload is just my sadness. Wont do you any good -TA
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