Thoughts of someone lost (and stories of someone finding her way home?)

Tortures of the damned

Don't ever set a limit

Thursday, June 5, 2008 by Emma

It's the motto I've been living by. The quote I have permanently inked on my skin. Sometimes I feel like I can't live up to it. Sometimes everything in the world seems so completely useless. Why even try to fight when you know failure is inevitable? How can I preach to my friends that they shouldn't ruin their lives with drugs, that they shouldn't cut their arms to pieces, when I'm killing myself slowly too? How can I praise life when I'm really just looking forward to dying? Hypocrite bitch, shut the fuck up.

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