tears stream down my face,
pill after pill,
forcing myself to swallow them
am I awake?
am I dead?
somewhere in-between?
nows the time,
rethink my life,
everything I'd want everyone to know,
oh god,
where to start?
well if I died,
here's what I'd want you to know:
Matthew: omfg how did you tolerate me? I don't get it. at. all. well you are my best-friend (Internet/real life) and it feels like sometimes you know me better than anyone who knows me in rl knows me. it's scary.
Alisha: if you commit because I'm gone, we're both going straight to hell. thanks bby (;
Jocelyn: sorry. we never got to friendship cut. or meet. -sobs- it's too late for that shit now.
Jenelle: I'm fine was a lie. I'm brOKen is true because I am and I always will be. it's just who I am.
don't post like 19733829 status about it. because I'm emotionally dead, mentally broken, but physically unable to explain why I had to do it.
