thier time trying to do so. If you love a challenge, then try and figure me out. I know that I do. Ha! Ha! I have a lot of people in my life who have left me and now I am so lonley without them and I have only a few select people who I can truly love and they love me back. But most of the people I deal with are fake pieces of shit who are either just wanting something from me or just want to fuck with my head. To the few people who are real, love ya and to all the fake bastards GO TO HELL and stay there. I am basaically just as broken person and noone seems to want me to be fixed. One of my best writings from a few years ago describes me the most;
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Onto the world I was cast to see and feel the pains of all my hurt. My heart was torn from my chest and chastised with the afflictions of the world and all it's cruelty. Now, knowing I shelter myself in my own harbor of pain, I stand and face the barren wasteland before me not knowing how to mend all the brokeness that lies before me. I am crying inside. Not allowing myself to show any pain. JUst boing the strength everyone looks to for comfort and in thier time of need.But at night when I am all alone, I lay in my bed and wonder about the day and my life in general. When in the darkness I find my solitude that I so desire that my head spins and I drift off into the restless state of dreaming that I know is to come. The swirling around my head is now telling me that it will take much time, but I will get stronger and better and that life is not all bad.
