| Break Down and Tell |
[16 Apr 2006|02:33pm] |
Home:
A dwelling place together with the family or social unit that occupies it; a household.
1. An environment offering security and happiness.
Yeah. Fuck you Webster.
Homes not broken so much as it's torn to shreds and then run over by a large heavy truck.
A year and a half is all that's left.
So they have 18 months to completely break me.
I'm not sure if I can be broken anymore. I've survived 5 years of this. What's one more? Though the only thing that really kept me going was the thought that I actually might have people that care about me. My friends. Now I'm not even sure I have them half of the time. Plus 90% of them are leaving in June. And I'll never see them again.
And this is what life's like bleeding on the floor.
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[11 Apr 2006|04:11pm] |
I promised I would use this.
There's only three people currently on my friends list, but hey. A promise is a promise.
I just wish other people thought so.
Because everyone should know what it feels like to have a promise broken.
Or to be let down when your hopes are up.
And I wish people would stop building my hopes up.
Making me feel like I'm worth something.
Because I'm not.
And I never will be.
But they dont' realize it. What they do.
It's my head taking everything in the wrong way--searching for a bit of validation.
So every little word is taken for something more than it really is.
So really, I'm just letting myself down.
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