Feeling: touchy
actions may speak louder than words, but your words can still cut me like a knife. and your actions burn me like a flame. i'm being torn apart and no one even cares. is anyone even innocent anymore? i want to be dead to the world right now. dead.
don't die. you have to be here for the rest of us. then we can all die together in god's giant massacre. what fun.
hang in there.
you think i'm being bitchy? i think you need to back up. all that i try to do to you is be good to you....i dont think you're very appreciative...