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:: 2004 15 June :: 6.45 pm
:: Music: Sevendust - Home

I had a really intense argument with my parents.

An argument in which they repeatedly brought up how worthless I, as a human, truly am.

Its an amazing feeling to have.. the feeling of everyone hating everything about you.

Yeah.. fucking lovely.

I have no one left to turn to, anymore.

I am now done.

4 Blank's | Shoot Me


:: 2004 11 June :: 9.35 pm
:: Music: Rammstein - Zwitter

Another promise you can't fucking keep.

How would I ever have guessed?

You never keep your word.

To you
I am nothing.

It is becoming easier to let everything go.

1 Blank | Shoot Me


:: 2004 11 June :: 8.15 pm

[:.Shinedown :: Stranger Inside.:]
This day could be the worst one yet
I just won't relax I can't catch my breath
Because I'm sick and tired of 'you'll be fine'
Well how do you know, can you read minds?

So take while you can so you can meet demands
My insanity is what you thrive on
So rip it from my soul, so everyone will know .in the end.
We were never friends

Have you ever felt lost inside so unloved within that you almost die
Have you ever stepped out of the light and realized there's a stranger inside

Don't push your ignorance on me
I'm not unrehearsed .to your jealousy.
And I know you think I don't .see the signs.
Well how do you know, do I look blind?

So take it while you can so you can meet demands
My .b.r.e.a.k.down is what you thrive on
So rip it from my soul, so everyone will know .in the end.
I'm the break you're the bend

Stranger [inside]

Shoot Me


:: 2004 8 June :: 8.20 pm
:: Mood: stressed
:: Music: Crossfade - Cold

..maybe in a different [light]..
..you could see me stand on my own again..


*shrug*

It has been a long day.
A really long day.

I'm on the [right next to dead] line.

But, of course, all will continue.

Thanks to Adam for reassurance on my previous entry.

That is all unless I forgot something. Which im positive I did.

3 Blank's | Shoot Me


:: 2004 7 June :: 5.20 pm
:: Mood: crushed

Fuck
This.

I am just so tired.. of.. nothing and everything...

...at the same time.


Why do I even bother to fix this?

Forget it. I'm fucking done.

..there's nothing left to lose..
..there's nothing left to prove..

2 Blank's | Shoot Me

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