yo, that's wack if i'm not the baddest


profile * old * mail * fucking sign it* or how about a nice note? you go forward / i'll go backwards


i'm so sick of my life. i want to slice up my arms, pass out and wake up and have a revelation. i want to figure out what the fuck i'm meant to do because right now i feel like i'm meant to fuck around with you and do drugs and wish i were dead. i punched the wall, oh these bloody knuckles sting and scab over while i dream of a life more interesting. i have to stop wanting to die but not necessarily want to live. there's got to be some middle ground. every element you want is in me, i am a film with drugs, sex, violence. tell me what i'm missing some more because i really give a fuck.
d-land