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2003-10-20 @ 10:16 p.m. april showers blood upon the flowers David. . .I can't figure you out. No one can. . . This is your brain, you mother-fucking pile of shit. Start listening to me. You can't just ignore me. We need eachother, and if you want to self-destruct. . . go ahead. I know now that I could never stop you. Rachel couldn't, Mindy couldn't, your friend couldn't. Who started all of this? Who started this void between self-destructive actions and your logical, rational self? You need to get ahold of yourself. You have so many people that love you. But, you've blinded yourself. . .you've chosen the outlook that you're this pained little boy with no one to turn to. No one understands you. . .I don't. . I don't think you understand your decisions anymore. I'm right, and you know it. Now, just talk to me again.. . . .Talk to me again. . . . . .and we'll make this right. . . Scratch the wall || 0 scratches on the wall. fade away - materialize |