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[[[FORGET ! the >>th!NGS y (o) u N/E/V/E/R said.))
2003-02-24 @ 9:43 a.m.
swallow them up darling, they are good for you. my return home brings the return of hope[lessness] & in secret dad met with [enter: Larry, social worker & pyschatrist] while i was basking by the San Francisco Bay & told him about my restless nights [[crying heard through fake thin walls]] dark racoon eyes & coming downstairs just to make sure people are still there they haven't left me abandoned me ran from me [like i run now from them] & Larry & my dad [but mostly my dad because he doesn't know how to deal with me] decided that i need little blue & w-w-white pills to numb me just like they have numbed everyother person in my fucking family. my emotions are too intense you could cut them & have a ribbon of blackness pour out. i'm too deep. escape before i cave in. <3<3<3
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