

KayMy best friend, yet the one who kills me. She knows not what her idiocy does to me. Her carving of her body, smoking and promiscuousness is tearing me apart. I fear that one day, she'll try to stop her own heart. Despair is one thing,, but harming yourself is hurting me. I've done so much for her, but she doesnt see how much weight she bears on me. She's blind to see that she's consumed in herself, and she's dug a hole and burried herself in it. She comes to me in a crying fit and expects me to fix her. I wish I could get her out of her pit, but I can't find myself to do it.Kay
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Things to do today:
1) Get up
2) Survive
3) Go back to bed
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