blood running down my leg
the wound is open, raw, and fresh.
how the cut is raised when it's new.
it feels good.
Not caring if i ever see light of day
or see my love again
just want to escape from here,
and never feel pain again.
not sure how it started,
but i really love the thrill
having him go away hurts more,
but i just want to forget.
want to forget all the pain from before,
and focus on my leg
my shoulder will also bleed tonight...
but that's another tale
i know that i've hurt you... but i never meant to call you a toxic friend... i meant that our friendship was toxic... and it was us... we were toxic to each other... and only when we were in any type of relationship... you aren't a toxic friend to anyone but me... but i know that that's not true for myeslf... it seems like wherever i go, i always end up hurting people that are near and dear to me... i wish that this wasn't the only way that we could communicate... but it hurts too much any other way... i'm sorry for that mistake, but mostly... i'm sorry that you hurt yourself because of something that i wrote
Thursday, December 06, 2007
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you don't have to be sorry, about your post or commenting... your blog snaped me back into reality is all... And all the negitive thoughts I was trying to forget came back. I don't blame you for it at all.
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