I miss my hawk .I wanna get a new tattoo but I don't have any ideals. I wanna get branded. Nobody comments on my journal postings. I don.t post enough pics and I have shitload. I'am nowhere close to normal and don't fall under any wierd classifcation. Nobody gets me. Hell I don't fully get me. I cried the other night for the first time in a long time. I had a panic attack. My mind races and keeps from getting the little sleep I can. I can lift my aveage body without struggling now. I can't find peace of mind and a part of me dosn't want to. I sabotage things in my life espically relationships. One day this will all make sense. I think.
TILL THAT DAY THEN.
TILL THAT DAY THEN.
You use too many smilies
You should have ideas for tattoos, not just ideals...
Jus' sayin' *shrug*