i will be singo....why? because i'll push you away....sigh sighs...it's depressing i know....but what? too bad....i feel like puking...i feel sooo sick......
don't know what i'm doing this friday....so what? too bad....doesn't matter...
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Love never fails.
Saturday, April 03, 2004
for once, i think i busted up my knuckles...it comletely hurts to be typing now. and they are like purple and swollen. well oh wellz. tooo bad...... stupid piano....i hate stupid hymanals....hate playing em...hate singing em...args args.....i don't even know why i bother to hurt myself like so. it's sooo stupid and redundant. it's just not worth it. but then again...if it gets people that i don't want further away from me........then that's good is it not? i am frustrated.....why? at who? myself? args.....i hate everything. i hate it all. can't lightning just hit me and i die? args args.
so frustrated....args args.....anger...args args.....wanna just like die....and like disppear from here forever....argsargs
so frustrated....args args.....anger...args args.....wanna just like die....and like disppear from here forever....argsargs
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