I could barely pull myself to stand,
Yet I’d wreck my body just to take your hand.
Its “I’m sorry mother” that makes me better;
A holy offer straight from the devil.

I walk a very thin line,
To wonder where you were,
When we were getting high;
All of that which keeps me feeling,
A little less than you and I,
A little less than a human being.
But I will walk the line,
To show you what I was dealing,
Before my heart was pushed wild;
Just to keep myself from feeling,
A little less than a suicide.

It was my 20th birthday yesterday… :)
This was written a week or so ago, and contains just a few different lines from some of my favorite songs, to come together and make something of my own… When I first began writing, I used to take certain lines from songs and put them together to create something like this, adding in my own as I went along. It sort of cultivated if not created, my love for this interesting writing style that I have today… See if any of the lines ring a bell!

I have four thoughts for you all:

1) Yes i do say fuck a lot you don’t need to point it out and no it doesn’t phase me and it shouldn’t phase you either. who the fuck cares if i swear a lot im so sick and tired of people’s patronizing inane observations about such petty SHIT

2) where the fuck are the ice cream cones at these days lol no one has any old-fashioned ice cream around anymore, and dont tell me to go to a convenience store and pick up a drumstick or a popsicle i want some real fuckin ice cream not some bullshit on a stick in a wrapper

3) I looked at my grades online the other day and saw an F and I think that was the most satisfying F I’ve ever seen on a report card in my whole fucking life

4) fuck university

signed,
your typical 19 yr old who screwed up and basically said eff my life i dont have a clue what im doing