Endless sorrow and suffering. That is the gist of my life. Whenever I have a brief moment of happiness, when light shines through the infinite darkness, the clouds cover it up again, before I even have a chance to enjoy it. Such is my world.
I've had many girlfriends. But they never last. Something about my feminity and depression always seem to scare them away. But this one seemed different; she seemed special. I thought, for a brief moment, that I could be happy. Boy was I wrong.
My heart was torn out and run through a wood chipper when I saw her talking to her ex. All those feelings that I had shut out came rushing into me again. A single tear ran down my cheek, but I could not cry. This was a sadness, a hurt so deep, that crying wouldn't come. My soul, my very being was injured.
But I've met someone. Someone who may be able to help me out of this abyss. He told me about this place, called the Burnt Toast Diner. Of course I can't go there, out in Texas, but I can blog there. I'm thinking it may be a good place to vent my feelings as I get into my training and cope with my girlfriend leaving me. God, I need someone to talk to.
Peter
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Just cut your wrist ok.
awww shucks man can I hug ya? You look like you need one.
Im so sorry for your pain....
((hugs))
((snuggs))
((duggs)) <--- I dunno what that is i made it uppy.
-Lo
Did you forget to buy your tickets to the Blood Red Romance and Suffocate Me Dry concert?
Screw Simone!
What a pussy :(
Don't listen to Claude! You are the coolest guy alive!
Oh Pete. Please don't die.
Awww. Cheer up, emo kid.
Jessica? What? WHY? have you gone mad?
I could understand Nikki,but JESSICA?
The Wakefield Twins from Sweet Valley High are more sane and less dangerous,you should find and date them!
Whoops. I deleted it.
I was trying to ask you...if you blow up, are you going to shower NYC with black emo glitter? I'd like to know ahead of time so that I can avoid that.
I found your sister-in-laws
personal blog.
She doesn't know how to spell her own name(she is that upset)
www.heidipretrelli.blogspot.com
She mentions you!
Man, I feel your pain. Look, it's gonna be okay. Trust me on this. You'll find someone else. I turned emo when I found out my boyfriend was a player, but I'm getting better, 'cuz I found someone else. You're gonna be okay, just try to see what you still have left and use that to heal. It's what I did, and hey, it's working. -hugz- Don't give up, please...
Hey, stop cutting yourself. We have to save the world.
Stop obsessing over old news Peetah - you have more important things to obsess over - you need to save your brother for one!
*hugs*
P.S. - You've already loved and lost another girlfriend, seems to be your lot in life... *more hugs*
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