My Mirror has finally shattered
I dont understand. ::sighes:: I try to please. I really do. But it all seems to turn around when my true feelings are expressed. The new layout is to describe how I feel right now. Which is shattered..broken..and in pieces. But that doesn't matter. I care about everyone else before me. That is what I care about. I need everyone as much as they claim to need me. I need someone to cry on..talk to. This is a depressive moment where you wish you were dead. Instead your standing there, locked inside your head with absolutely no meaning. I should feel happy. I play the part of it well enough. But I am not. And there are three definate reasons why. And those reasons after so long, have been stubborn and refuse to change. ::screams:: Im sitting here...screaming frantically inside my head, all the obscenities that I would never in my whole life say infront of anyone.
The Mirror shatters
And the Good Girl Image..
Is fading
Please..help me.
Adieu
Courtney