Please help us escape from these blood machines– Chad Vangaalen
Dreams only last for a night
I just need
I just need someone to talk to, and have somewhere to vent without someone being up my ass and wondering what’s going on. I need someone from a long time ago, who I could tell anything to. Fuck these social websites, where everyone can see what you’re thinking. I need someone to feel what I’m feeling right now, and I can’t even talk about it. I just feel empty right now....
You got out today, and I’m not sure how I feel. I had to hide the letters, so no one else would find them, and question me on my emotions. I don’t know how to feel. I want to be happy, because you got put away for so long, and you’ve changed so much. But I’m sad because you did this to yourself, with my assistance. You’re free, and you should be happy. But...
Peanut butter game
Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
How did you get so soured?
underneath pain is anger, and underneath anger is happiness