"you should have came with us, we went back to his place and started making out, there were like 20 people in his apartment, i would have been fun" STAB,STAB ouch my chest what the fuck has happened? why cant i die really ? why cant i? everyone sticks me then twists and lifts. my heart is soo full of pain, and i have nothing to gain, and i have nothing to lose, so where there fuck do i go? what do i do? why does this always fucking happen? and im stomped out again.. "do you want to watch Full Metal Jacket with me?" umm yeah so i can here about how cool that dude is and how good he is at making out, lol i screamed to god last night in the thunderstorms to strike me down, but he didnt hear. the sky was reflecting the disappointment and rage i felt. so is this where i stop or do i fall further? i mean what the fuck? what the fuck? what the fuck? so this is my life, this is me.
dave.....................
dave.....................