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Note MeI was born with a short fuse in my head. sometimes it gets wet and sometimes i don't even know it's lit. i guess there's a lot of things that can set me off, even the most trivial of things. it takes me so long to recognize the fact that i've lost it sometimes though. i feel like there's nothing i can do about it when i have the most control i breathe in and breathe out and suddenly everything has changed and it's never in the fashion that i hope for.
god is a fucking lie. for how ever many times i've looked up at the sky and said please just for me this one time obviously there's no response from a whittled little soul like mine growing dimmer and fading faster than the oceans mist. everyday a little bit more gets drained away and i feel like no matter how hard i try everything i reach for just gets further and further away. i'm just a smile away from another frown and a twig away from another catostrophic failure. i don't know even when i think 've got the most inspiration to concauck a devious scheme of release it all just falls apart before my very eyes.
maybe i'm just too fucking pessimistic for my own good. i fake my way through the day with plastic smiles and offhand remedies to ressurect what little glee i have left in my system. most people just think i'm crazy but i gotta do something to keep me from having another break down even if it's turning misery into humility for just a second.
hope is one hell of a drug. try and stay away from the synthetic stuff.
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