Basically, I just feel really good when I talk to them, the only thing that sustains my sanity, I'm alone, I feel like shit as well ... I also realized that I I've never been happier.
I have always thought, 'Well, up to 14 years or so I was always happy ... Wehe' But the same Tuesday, speaking with my friend (Well ... ' talk'
was not happy. As could the days passed, simply. Alone, like a freak, with nothing to do at recess. Nothing special.
During the year I was happy I grew as a person, like me, Ana Ibarra, Ana, Lanier. 'Lani'. Maso least until I grew up as I am now. They gave me wings to trust me, gave me real wings, I could feel the warmththe words of my friends from that time. And not only them, everyone in my class knew that I was the one who drew it, I was the mother of a bitch who wrote that I was special. Viper Call me if you like, but seeing that made me feel like something else ... the shit I've always thought it was. It made me feel special
... And now I'm crying.
is disgustingly cruel and it hurts, it hurts to realize that in your 17 years of life, only one you were happy, and never will be because you were kidding volverása to meet people kind que saw that you were insecure ... and that is set on you. And they were aware of your steps, to help you once you were on the floor on how I've fallen.
is
disgustingly cruel.
Just today I also realized something else, looking at my gallery DevianartArt (It is a page where up stories / drawings by yourself). I realized that what I do I feel empty.
I do not know ... I know nothing ... I do not understand. Since I always thought that drawing / writing was all that I dab And I'm going to hang in my Journal because I get the balls, that total does not enter here without God and it would be funny if someone sees it and says' Hala, an emo, I'm going to leave a comment troll 'and I read it and I'll kill myself
Ja-ja-ja . That last is a joke, I'm too jerk and a coward to kill myself ...
Anyway, give them all, I already happened to the people, who every day give me all overdisgust.
With Love: Lanier
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