Wednesday, 27 July 2011

I'll die

before I get to the place I want to be.

Some days I'm Ok.

I can cope.

I'm happy.

Then I'm sad...

So Sad...

I don;t want to be me...

I don;t want my features.

I don't want my body.

I don;t want anything.
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