A friend wrote this this morning. I wanted to keep it.. so, it's here for you to read.

Broken at the core,
Never more so as a whore,
The feelings over whelm.
What the fuck am i to mount,
Bleed my self to death,
Fuck the day i was born,
Pay no attention to the lore,
Crying like the used and abuse whore,
Realling from dealing,
Failing and slipping,
Need you more than you know,
Never ever let it show,
Tired of this game,
My life is a shame,
Play me like a piano then drop it one hundred stories down,
What you see here is what's left,
Self hatred

RyFB  ¶ 9:28 AM 0 comments

  Sick and wrong confession:

I find the Mexican yelling (ei! ei! eiiii!) along with the music kinda sexy..

O.o  ¶ 12:43 PM 0 comments

  Uhm.

I'm alive
breathing
roof over head
food for mouth & stomach
still have a job


Life is moving  ¶ 10:35 PM 0 comments