Why people put up with me is still a mystery. I don't even know why I stay here but I think it is because of my friends. Maybe my family. Who knows??? Apparently no-one. Why I do anything just because of the sake of doing it???
Again, it's all a mystery. 

"These day's turn out nothing like a had planned"

Why don't people leave and turn around when they finally know the real me??? When they finally realize that I am crazy, that I'm not really who I seem to be. Why don't they leave me alone in the dark like my special friend's???
The friends that no-one else can see. My friends that aren't the best influences.
And the friend's that leave me be.

"I'm nut's, baby I'm mad, the craziest friend, that you've ever had. You think I'm psycho, you think I'm gone. Tell the psychiatrist, something is wrong"

No-body let's me be myself sometimes and then nothing is the same. No-body is the same and why do people do that??? Maybe they don't trust me??? We will never know.

Everything dies in the end so why do we bother try and save thing's??? What is the point??? What is OUR purpose??? 

"Forever...... Nothing ever lasts that long"

I just want to die but apparently no-one wants me to. Well, right now I don't care what other people want. I want to end this thing I call life. I need to end it. For me, it's over anyways. I've destroyed myself to much to be whole again...

"A noose is a necklace and we paint with the blood from our cuts"
Again, thankyou to all my friend's @copycat215, @dontletme_drown, @nyla_xxx and @CATSCATSILUVOCATS. I love you all...