... and today is definitely one of those days....there is nothing more to say or do. I am not giving up, nor am i fighting back...i am going to just continue walking along ...and waiting till it happens...
Please do, I wish someone would come up to me right now, and Just put a gun to my head, and put me outta my missery. I swear I will write a Note saying I told you too, so no one would get in trouble, Please someone, anyone, I will give you the gun and the bullets, all you would...
I wish someone would just shoot me so I don't have to do it myself. Thant would probably be easier on my family, especially since they don't even know that I have a gun or that I'm bipolar, have been to a mental hospital, am bulemic, am a cutter, and tried to OD on the 4th of...
I wish I could pull the nearest stranger to me and place a gun to my head and watch them pull the trigger, I'm so tired of everything but I lack the courage to do it myself.. These thoughts swirling around in my mind, taunting me.. I wish it would end..
Borderline personality disorder, paranoid, easily upset, disturbed, very angry, rabid and broken.
I am broken.
There is no help, no hope, no love, no compassion, nothing for me now. Really, it's that devoid. Overdramatic? Sure. Melodrama never hurt anyone. I've been fighting...
holllw point bullets please
chains whips brass knuckles
Anything to make this stop
Life in loser-dom is not for me
drag me til the skin disapears
Turn every bone to oatmeal
Slice me in to bits
Cut me until i bleed out...