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| Submitted By: labiaMINER, | Submitted: 11/02/09 |
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Insanity might not be such a bad thing.
I'm never lonely. The voices keep me company. They do tend to taunt me. Yet I trust them more then people. I enjoy the fact that no one cares. It just means I can do as I please. No one notices. It's my secret. Mine and the voices. No one will ever find out. Barricaded in a room full of irrelevance. None of it really matters. It's importance is a manifestation. What's the point in a fake world. Fake intentions. Fake smile. Fake hair. Nothing is real. There's not much else to do than suck it up. Swallow another handful. Of fake happiness. Of fake hope. Of pretending it will all be okay. |
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| By: Duh-Uh-Ave | Date: Nov 2, 2009 18:39:55 |
| In a fake world there still is real pain. | |
| By: Mr.?. | Date: Nov 2, 2009 20:36:06 |
| Fake life+Fake love+fake heartbreak=fake Aftermath | |
| By: .CandY|sKabS. | Date: Nov 2, 2009 23:59:29 |
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At least your voices are friendly.
Your imaginary friends don't write in your journal while you think you're asleep and make plans to get you fired from your job and set you up with people who you think are your friends but really want to jump you on your way home. o;;0 |
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| By: -{BigDates}- | Date: Nov 3, 2009 0:27:18 |
| live life to its fullest every fuckinn day | |
| By: devigod | Date: Nov 3, 2009 0:43:19 |
| all of u damn emos just need to get out of the basement go enjoy life | |
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