I'm just smart enough to be pissed at myself for the things I do and that's pretty much all the time.
I'll probably be famous someday for something embarrassing like falling asleep with a suction cup on my forehead.
We all want to be so much more than what we really are.
we spend so much time arguing with reality.
Never do we win.
Maybe I'll get famous for inventing the the proper emoticon for suicidal.
Some would say I'm just being dramatic,
but that's only because I haven't taken hostes cupcakes and asked for a ransom.
Please know this.
my battery is getting low.
The Shattering of myself is complete.
I just hope there's enough glue
on my fingers to keep the pieces
I like in place
as I build a new me.
&To all of those who decided along the way
to jump ship as if it were sinking,
yes life goes on
and No I will not be returning for you.
I hope you learned how to swim.
Since you now wonder what happened to jeffrey and popeye...
I'll let you all in on a little secret.
I killed them.
No bodies.
No evidence.
Just the empty stare you find on my face.
Just silence for once
while i try and sleep.
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