18 Dec 2014
20 Nov 2014
1 May 2014
Killed myself. Died when I broke the promise I made to myself.
He was right. All my life I will be just OK. He cursed me.
No I am just blaming him and him. He doesn't need to be sensitive. I need to stand up and fight for myself. I need to walk out of the mess that I have made of myself, to be myself again.
...Moods that take me and erase me and I am painted black...