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[08 Jan 2020|08:14pm] |
 Crawling in my skin, These wounds they will not heal. Fear is how I fall, Confusing what is real. There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface, Consuming, confusing. This lack of self-control I fear is never ending. I can't see. To find myself again, My walls are closing in, without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take. I've felt this way before, So insecure.( Read more... ) |
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| ENTRY ONE | OCTOBER 26TH |
[27 Jan 2012|07:23pm] |
WARDED TO STUDENTSSo, you get called out for canoodling with another bloke, and what's one of the first things you do? Get a girl to go with you to the ball. You're not fooling anyone, Sloper. No matter how many covers you get, we all know you're as disgusting as ever. Bravo. I really fucking enjoyed the laugh.
And, to think, Ellie, I thought you had some standards. Actually, I thought you had a backbone. Obviously not if you're letting the poor sod use you as a gay beard. I'm disappointed, sweetheart. Let me guess, something mother dearest set up?
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