Wednesday, January 13, 2010

"Is there any body out there?"

I wonder sometimes. I think I understand now, the whole idea of death by loneliness. I have great friends and I love them to pieces, but I know they can't always be there. It sucks, but it's the truth.

Sometimes I feel like I could tear my hair out because I'm so freaking tired of being alone. I can't stand to get up in the mornings. I want to be in the dark. I shy away from the sun. I just want to sleep all damn day.

Fuck this.

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