Apr. 26th, 2005

violue: (satine)
i feel trapped, in these huge walls of ice...they create this entire room around me, and it's so cold that it hurts, and it stings, and it feels like I can't breathe, that i can't even continue. and nothing is making it better. not being at school, not friends, not tv, not writing, not painting, not shopping, not medication, not positive thinking, not reasoning, not venting to a live journal, not cutting myself, eating, singing, walking, nothing.

ive got to figure some shit out. im fucking losing it. obviously.

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