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Wednesday, January 19, 2005
I've come to realize that I'm nearly dead.
I've also recently dicovered this huge amount of loathing I have for myself.
I hate myself, the way I look, the way I act, the way I am. I am truly ugly. Fuck off, and dont say otherwise. Your lying. RIP Khrystyne Nicole Nightingale April 14th 1991 *insert date here* Im Gone. I fell asleep in the shower today. After my realization of my near death.
I put in the plug, so that the water wouldnt go down the drain. I awoke with the water at my bare chest. I turned off the water and soaked myself. I thought about him, although, thats normal. I remember his arm, the scars. I cannot get that image out of my head, I felt like crying, I still do. "It takes away the pain" he said. I wish I could take away his pain, but I dont know if thats what I am to him. Someone who he can come to when in need of some love, and a talking too. I wish I was the drug he went to when he needed it. But, I'm not. I dont know what I'm worth to him. All I know is, hes worth everything to me. I hope I mean the same to him. Im going now. *love* _________________________________________________________________ | ||||||
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