16th of January 2012
She looks in the mirror.
The cracks on her reflection hurts.
As the pieces of her falls to the
ground and crashes.
While leaving her empty.
Her world is grey and black.
She wants to, but she can never go back.
The urge of her addiction arise, as the sun vanishes behind the horizon.
Now the only thing on her mind is self-harm and change.
-and I thought about it. It seems so... so utterly stupid. I felt so dumb as I read it. Those are my words... and they aren't good. How could I ever have believed that they were? I mean come on!
That is all bullshit right up there!
Yes, I am a little ashamed of my self actually... but I guess I've just grown since haven written it, and that is positive I guess?
Oh well...
