why do i bother with life anymore all i do is disapoint people no matter what i cant even make the one tat i truely care about and love happy maybe i should just go leve this flesh and be free no one would careif i lived or died any way my parents well my mom will over joice if i were to leve

i'm not sure about anyone else but as soon as it happens they will all for get that i so much as looked at then be for

yes i will the one i love is so far away and will not know well in less he reads this

and no one knows or even cares that i lay wake at night crying because i no longer what to do so why

why live if i do not get to so much as talkk to my love

well lets see... my friend, so called friend, blams me for every thing gone wrong her life, including here atepted suicide.

I have pneumonia and i i'm coughing up blood.

my cat died.

i am afraid because i just read my a choir's (hearts beloved)
journal and it scared me half to death.

i love him so much he's sweet

You said that your,
Love was true,
And it would be,
Through and through,
It was just a lie,
That made me want to cry,
I hate you,
These words that I speak true,
Just as was my love was for you,
As I sat alone,
Because no one was home,
The Turtle Dove came to see me,
And he said there is no such thing as True Love.

It flows in an end less stream,
Down my chin,
And it stains my hands,
But the hunger always winds,
And it always comes back again,
Just as sure as the wind,
It begins,
As my victims run,
The only one fear I have is the sun,
But as I begin to do the best I can,
To hide the bloody bodies in the sand,
I never really under stood,
What it would do to you to see me,
As I am here,
With blood stained hands,
As I slit another throat,
I write you this for,
After I’m gone,
I will never do you any wrong,
I’ll give you one lest kiss,
And then I’ll be on my way,
Never to see another night or day.

Love

As I look around,
I frown,
Because he will never see me as me,
Just one of the guys,
Never to be sweet or nice,
I’ll never get him to look twice at me,
And now I see,
That I will for ever be just one of the guys,
Never to be pretty,
Or even a beauty,
And I will never be heard or seen as any thing else but one of the guys,
I’ll never be like any of the other girls,
So now I cry.