im frikkin deaf from blasting suicide silence, asking alexandria, my children my bride, lamb of god, and cannible corpse…-brain explosion- whoa.
Idefk
uh…just staring at this cut on my wrist…kinda depressed…=~= ill get over it….
(warning, may be a little too real for some)
7 years ago
you were taken away, i was scrreaming, crying…
5 years ago
my first visit to you, i had to be pulled out and taken to a mental hospital. at 8 years old.
2 years ago
i went to visit again…you saw my cuts, and silently cried. i walked out.
1 year ago
i wrote a letter to you…the gaurds dident give it to you.
3 months ago
i promised to write you.
1 month ago
i joined sp, giving up all hope.
10 minutes ago
i stARted writing this.
now
i hope to end it. now.
*goodnight*
“The Suburbs”
In the suburbs I
I learned to drive
And you told me we’d never survive
Grab your mother’s keys we’re leavin’
You always seemed so sure
That one day we’d be fighting
In a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m movin’ past the feeling again
Kids wanna be so hard
But in my dreams we’re still screamin’ and runnin’ through the yard
And all of […]