March 31, 2011

part one

dear searching for something i've always had and don't need diary,

all my life i've been searching for something. something i already have and something i don't need. i've had it or something just like it- yet- i want another one bad. i thought a new one would be better- so i got it- and it sucked. i know that i got carried away- and deserve to have nothing of my own- at least that's what i tell myself when i am all alone- crying and nobody can hear me. i still own that hurt- wear it like a skirt- and it looks really good on me- i think. training for a mission- there was no special condition- to fall in love with the one who would hurt me. little bitch whore hero cock sucker.