Im depressed, because my girlfriend cheated on me.
poem time.
in my horrible hell,
i wish for someone to make it well.
someone whos more,
not just a whore.
life sucks,
everybody knows it.
even friends,
especiallly when they blow it.
well, that totally just made me less mad. im more sad.
wdonica
Well... I'm gonna go cut somebody now. It's like cutting yourself, but you don't need to buy gauze.