Shuddr2Think
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Sep 24, 2000
- Messages
- 1,049
i bite my tounge so much lately its brusied.
my palms torn from all the frustration...
fingernails in flesh...
holding back...again...still...always
not
being
able
to
speak
is
killing
me.
But the regrets are killing me more.
i feel like a child...
pulling out my hair
and
stamping my feet.
I don't know what i need....
i just know what i want.
my palms torn from all the frustration...
fingernails in flesh...
holding back...again...still...always
not
being
able
to
speak
is
killing
me.
But the regrets are killing me more.
i feel like a child...
pulling out my hair
and
stamping my feet.
I don't know what i need....
i just know what i want.
