Sunday, April 01, 2007

9 crimes.

this has been a horrible, horrible week.

i cant seem to find myself anymore.
i know, its was oh-so-not-long ago that i was ranting along the same line.
but it has really been a horrible week.
so many times i came close to breaking down.
twice that i did- and definitely not proud of it.
i feel so irritatingly weak, so infuriated at myself for being unable to stand on my own two feet.

i hate the way i feel so lost.
i hate the way i feel so useless.
i hate the way i feel so inadequate.
i hate the way i have to acknowledge what im disgusted to.

im sick and tired of people and the things they claim.
im sick and tired of the fake and artificial-

claims, claims and more claims.
words, words and more empty words.
there's this gaping hole that i try so hard to be indifferent of-
but i know, i know its there.

im back at square one all over again in many more ways than one.

"here world! now have the best of me. there, take it all."

the unkindest cut of all @ 1:28 PM