Bienvenue à mon cerveau.
Welcome to my brain.

dimanche 26 février 2012

I'm a mess, but who gives a flying fuck

shall I puke?
shall I cut?
shall I cry?
My skills are telling me to talk to somebody
I want to talk to somebody
instead of cut myself up
but my heart is telling me to stop talking and sharing emotions and to just cut cut cut
until I can'T see my stomach anymore
and to puke puke puke
until I pass out, or cough up only blood

decisions decisions,
I don'T know which one to make

Disney always says to follow your heart,
motivational speakers say to follow your dreams,
decisions decisions

CJ

fuck.that

I wasted two years of my life
trying to get better
for somebody
who can't be with me anymore
because I am a sad, fat person.
What is the point of being healthy
if you hate yourself
and nobody likes you either?

CJ