Whats the point of talking if all we ever do is argue?
whats the point of keeping a journal to just keep it to your self?
whats the point of fighting each other?
whats the point of people that say they care but dont?
whats the point of a broken heart?
whats the point in me loving you?
i dont think i can keep doing this.
Im waking up each morning to see myself in the mirror looking back.
i like high speed internet and my coffee strong.
i wear black eyeliner.
is that so hard to accept?
im not good enough for anyone.
Depression is something hard to get through.
sometimes i do have fun.
but in the end of the day i hate life.
i really need help from friends.
but is it that hard to see whats going on?
 XXlea0XX · Mon Jan 08, 2007 @ 10:14pm · 1 Comments |
