i'm sitting here constantly avoiding this piece i have to read for class tomorrow and i just keep wondering.. damn is this what will become of me? i mean don't get me wrong i always get it done, perhaps not on time but i get it done. this isn't the reason why i chose to confess. the matter of the fact is that this is almost like an anonymous diary. so. my faith has really deflated the past few months. i've been so busy that i can't even think for myself. i need sleep but i can't sleep. sometimes i think that if i break up with him everything will be better.. i feel like i'm using him just to ease the loneliness. it's bad, i dont even trust him and i've been with him for four years.. i wish i could slap that bitch. yeah she WAS my friend but fuck i don't care. she needs to die like seriously. sometimes i daydream that i can fucking kick her ugly face in the dirt and keep kicking it till it bleeds and bleeds and breaks. i hate her for that. as for him. i want him to feel what i felt.. i wish i could just fuck someone else and bluntly show him how it feels to have your heart totally ripped from your chest. fuck i wanna punch him. what else. maybe later. Confess ID: xm3wcdr0        Posted On: 21-Dec-2008