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Name: Jessie
Birthday: 10/8/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: surfing, snowboarding, writing poetry, playing music, reading and looking at the sunset.
Expertise: Kicking ass!
Occupation: Wouldn't you like to know....
Message: message me
Member Since:
1/29/2007
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| Benguins!!! I miss you buddy. I feel like crap today, not even chocolate can help. Well....I guess, I'm back. I didn't realize how depressed I was....gawd, I'm so emo! <3 Y'all, Me P.S. If you're reading this Goodies then I guess you found it! | |
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| So...I'm bored shitless, I can't take it anymore, I have been diagnosed of being Bipolar. YAY.....now my firends are acting all weird and my parents are treating me even worse....but you know what? I don't give a fuck. I've decided that I will no longer care and if anyone has a problem with that Fuck you.  | | |
| Life's a bitch. Yep, I've decided...why am I going to put an effort in this family crap when my family doesn't give a shit about me, fuck it, I don't care anymore. Ok, I'm done ranting...for now! J3SS | | |
| Is it too much to ask? Too much pressure for you? Can't you see I'm dying... Killing myself with pain. These razorblades that you find They've cut through my skin I've bled for you so many times And yet, you don't seem to care. My life is hanging by a thread, I can only take so much. All I want from you is... Love. | | |
| You think she’s happy
Yet her smile is so worn out
She wears a fake one instead
She hides her world
Of sorrow and self-destruction
Behind this mask and act
Because each and every day
Is an endless struggle for perfection
Filled with pain and agony
She’s so lost and torn up
She’s forgotten her reason for living
And then she realises
Life is so f*cked up and unjust
Its not even worth it
She always tries her best
To fit in and please
But it was never good enough
She feels like a failure
Like a worthless pathetic good-for-nothing
She loathes herself
In every way possible
Believing she deserves nothing
But pain and misery
And she feels so dead inside
She longs to see the blood
Drip her off her wrist
To finally feel alive
Each and every memory
Is inscribed in her scars
She’s now broken
Left alone in the dark
Never to be found
As she sits in the corner
With no sign of life
As the tears flood her face
Thoughts run through her mind
Broken heart aches and turns
As blood flows off her wrist
She slowly slips away
From this f*ck of a world….. | | |
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