I didn’t want to put personal things on this blog, but I deleted my original personal blog for school and myself.. but now I don’t have a safe place to take out my frustrations. And let me tell you I feel like going to bed and never waking up.
I hate this.
I often wonder why I carry all this guilt
When it’s you that helped me put up all these walls I’ve built
I’m OK - Christina Aguilera
My dreams ran like sand through the fists that I made
I try to keep warm but I just grow colder
I feel like I’m slipping away
Beauty From Pain - Superchick
Little face, little feet, little hands in my brain
Driving me insane.
Little Hands - Mother Mother
You make the sound of laughter
And sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now, somehow
Ana’s Song - Silverchair