Friday, 11 January 2013

Gone.. everything's gone...

My father took everything. Even when I told him the truth. He took everything.

Everything is gone.

All is gone.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts.

I can't look in the mirror and says this is me anymore.

I look in the mirror and I feel like stabbing the person in it.

That's not me. It's not me. 

Please. Make. It. Stop.

Stop. Please.

Thursday, 10 January 2013

Day ?? on Nothingness

Dear Blog,

I am not dead. Just left in a near death state.

I love Roxy soo much.... but I am scared.

I am afraid she might disappear. I need her so much.

I love her so much.

I hope everything works out.

I can't imagine a future without her.