It's funny how I am aware of that yet can't do anything to change it, is it not?
Usually when someone is delirious they have no.. conscience.
Your love(?) blinded you.
I thought you should have known that.
Oh but you're not like me, you can't see that.
I want to escape.
How do I escape?
Drugs are waaaaay out of the question.
(But who knows? Due to desperateness? Hahaha joke. Lol.)
I CAN'T kill myself.
(That would be dumb. I'll go to hell.)
I don't know what to do.
Sort it out? Yeah, but not when that's impossible.
I guess pretence is the only way to go then.
(:
I'm fine.
And I'm happy.
(:
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