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*