Bulletproof Loneliness...

All these thoughts keep running through my mind. Things I wish I could say but can't, not even when I'm all alone.
Broken down on memory lane, alone together.
I have brilliant colors in my head. Letting them out is suicide. I'm a rainstorm, you're the clouds and the sun.
You wouldn't understand.
Sometimes it's just like no one gives a fuck about you, and you're thinking... Of all the billions of people on the earth... surely just one cares enough to make you feel wanted? But they don't.
I wouldn't expect you to.
My skin is crawling. I have goosebumps and I can't breathe. My throat is dry and my eyes are swollen. Does anyone else feel like this? I'm banging my fists on glass walls but they won't shatter.
I can't stop feeling sorry for myself.
There's not a siren that can keep me from your window.
I love crying until I laugh. I'm screaming loud enough to wake the dead. I love everything about you that hurts, so let me see your moves. Who am I talking to? You. Myself. Him. Her. Them. Everybody. Nobody.
There's not a pill that can keep you from my mind.
I guess everyone is as selfish as I am and it's just sinking in.
I'll kiss your shadows until I feel less lonely.
Sing me to sleep. I need you. I need anyone. I need someone. Be my someone. Please?
If you are reading this... Do you care? I need someone. I need help. So help.
Get me out of my head.

Post 100. xoxo

Why?

Why did genetics curse me with blonde hair and blue eyes when I would have preferred brown and black?

Why am I smoking this cigarette when I know it'll make me sick?

School sucks.

Friends make me smile.

Three shows in November. 9th, 11th, 14th.

Burnt out on writing.

Burnt out on life.

Love it or leave it. I think I'll keep it.

Bed.

Love you, lovies.