LONELINESS

me the story of a little dead girl who lived

Tuesday, August 16, 2005

Lemon and Salt on Fresh wounds...

Stop IT!!! Stop RIGHT NOW!!! Can not do this anymore, Im talking to you, you know who.

They don't deserve it. They feel they are the victims. Stop now. Dont talk to them, dont see them, dont call them, dont write them you are a divine being, you are the great one the one who deems no redemption, the one that deserves all you are god they are nothing. You can create life they can only destroy it.

Don't ask for a call, they will only lie anyways, they will say you are at fault, they will say that you are the reason, and when you accept it they will feel like they never did anything wrong.
"Laughs" that is all i have learned to do just laugh at their simplicity, at their hypocracy, at their faces, at their bodies. No complexity, no life, no truth behind their faces, nor in their hearts, makes me wonder if they even have one.