sweetjaan

i just don't feel like breathing any more.im sick...of everything i can't take it. its eating me up inside im alone.you think hed try to ask me out.sppt he'd rather die and so would i.im sitting here in the dark.thinking about my life and how come its so crewl.thank you god (sarcasm)for making me live this longyou let the ones who wants to live die and the ones who wants to die you make em suffer by living.why am i living? i could just end it with a simple slitt across my rist.but nope i want to go to heaven and have a heavenly life of happiness.makes me look forward to the day i die huh...oh i can't wait. maybe then iwould be happy but now its realitycits no fun,i can't tell if im living or if i died and went to hell.im not happy sad all the time looking at his pic wishing he'd be mine. a girl can dream can she? well thats the thing abotu dreams you wake up andyou come to reality.