Friday, May 20, 2011
The search is over You were with me all the while
GOD DAMN IT GO AWAY, PLEASE STOP BLAMING ME FOR EVERYTHING.
I hate my life.
Really, really do.
You know, a lot of times, saying that something will help doesn't necessarily make it so?
I feel like jumping off a building right now.
Go on, laugh at me. I don't care. Not anymore, anyway.
Posted at 8:57 PM