i don't know why i came here. all i know is, all i can think about is ending it. the only time i don't is when i'm out raving to hard house, taking pills and speed. every other time i'm unhappy with everything. nobody wants me, i'm not that ugly am i? i can't talk to anyone. i'm alone. nobody cares. i cry all day. i was looking on the net for the easiest way to die, then i thought maybe i'll try chatting to ppl online. anyway, whatever.
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theatre and I are there already. I'm having a very berry tea with crackers, cheese and cherry tomatoes and she's having a joint with some beer and we're both on really comfy recliners on thick pile carpet. we need some help with the decor if anyone is around??