facts, hopes and fails

"when im around you im predictable"

fuck so contagious is so good sigh sigh

just thinking of chris' new blog title and liek fuck

i hate that thought, when its over and its too late and it hits you

like a fucking stab to the noggin

the words that would save the day

and make everything okay

or maybe im thiking of something else?

yeah probably

i side track quite alot and im so fucking shit at front counter

but no i will not sidetrack

not now anyways

but yeh im slow and shit with arguements

unless i know what im talking bout and im not in CBF mode

ANYfuckingWAYS

fuck i dunno if i can take it anymore

i feel like im gunna explode

but i really just want to breakdown

but i dont i just go to sleep

4 hours later, after the thoughts have worn me out

but im scared the things i want to say might not come out as i want them too

what if i fuck up , what if bad gets to worse , what if

WHAT FUCKING IFF

there i go again

a question i dont want to know the answer to

but ill ask it anyways just to find a way to make me depressed

and draw attention to myself

but you know what

i dunno

i never did never will

if you want me to stay - neyo

yeah you leave me tongue tied and stuttering

and i can see it in your eyes

your enjoying my pain

but i enjoy making you happy

so i dont mind , no sacrifice no victory

. . noregrets.nolife.nofriends.nohope.noproblem

sif no problem you fucking dumbfuck

i got hw to do and my mum is nagging and my eyes are closing

and these thoughts that want to torture me some more

torture

torment

and scars

i wonder

sooner or later

ill see yall on satday

goodnight for now

sorry im a snob