First sad post in a while, god damn.

I kind of wish I had someone to talk to me every day all day, and will never run out of things to talk about because I tend to lack response. Well, I can type a lot but with most people I barely say a thing. Everyone has things to do during Summer and I just sit here. nnnnnnng.

Welcome, bitch. Take off your coat.

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I’m running out of time

My mind is confused

I have two totally different sides

And they like to have conflicts

I want one to get the fuck out.

I feel sick to my stomach

I feel lonely

I feel sad

God damn it!

I’m not getting any better.

I’m better off in a residential,

At least I’ll never be lonely in there.

My poetry SUCKS

Triumphantly, we stand
Glaring at the world.
We're the worst but
We're better than they.
They don't even know.
They don't even care.
Do we even care?
We are warriors--How now?
The world is our litterbox.
We are housecats.
Gao gao!

FUCK YOU RIVAL SPERM THE DAY IS MINE

I love you
Don't be scared
Whatever you're scared of
You told me you were scared
I love you
And I will always love you
Remember that, okay?
Because if I have to
I'll tell you that I love you
Constantly.
Like with every text message
And every IM
Because I want you to know
That I love you
And I'll never stop.
I'll never leave you
If you never leave me.

Bleh fuck.

I barely post
On this god damn thing
Anymore.
Why is that?
I don't know.
I don't have anything to say.
You don't even care about what I
Have to say.
Damn it.
Leave me alone.

wut

I've got five fucking minutes
To post a god damn poem
Well here it is:
I'M ON NEW MEDICATION
AND I AM FUCKED BECAUSE
IT MAKES ME DROWSY AS HELL
AND I CANNOT FOCUS
I AM GOING TO DIE IN SCHOOL TODAY
AGH AGH AGH AGH AGH
HELP ME.
I HATE SCHOOL.