2004-07-13

Death. Not being / you fall asleep then you wake up
Have you ever thought, thought your heart would break? Wished you could cut open your chest tear it out to stop the pain?
Why donīt you riot like everyone else/ I donīt care
Lifeīs too long
You can have any man you want/ I want him/ except him
Always suspected the world didnīt smell of fresh paint and flower/ smells of piss and human sweat
If there could have been more moments like this
who took the piss when I shaved my head, who lied and said it was nice to see me. Who lied. And said it was nice to see me
Your truth, your lies, not mine

Nothing can extinguish my anger

I just hope to God that death is the fucking end
corrosive doubt
I dreamt went to the doctorīs and she gave me eight minutes to live. Iīd been sitting in the fucking waiting room half an hour
And i wish Sarah kane was still around for comfort