[2005-04-25,8:08 p.m.]
{{{Here's a fucking entry for you...}}}
I'm extremely confused and stressed.If I don't get my god damn grades up I can't talk to Josh online.
Maggot kissed me and he's nineteen and I'm seeing him again on Saturday and I don't know what to do.
I'm in fucking love with Josh but he lives in god damn Colorado and it's never gonna happen.
I want a cigarette.
I want alcohol.
I want my razor.
I want everything to be okay.
hopless .|.
hopes
you can kill yourself now...because you're dead in my mind
pray your life was just a dream...the cut that never heals
i was born into this...everything turns to shit
spread me open...
sticking to my pointy ribs
are all your infants in abortion cribs
you've poisoned all your children...to camouflage your scars
the boy that you loved is the monster you fear
pray unto the splinters...pray unto your fear