Monday, January 17, 2011

cleaner clean air.

I'm tired of worrying.
I'm tired of waiting
I'm tired of being alone.
I'm tired of not being important.
I'm tired of just being another girl.
I'm tired of being the one who's getting hurt
I'm tired of smelling like smoke.
I'm tired of all the shit that we've been doing and that I've had to deal with.
I'm sick of it all.

fuck. fuck. fuck. fuck.

fuck it all.

i feel so shitty, like a statue under a pigeon coop.

and i'm so sorry.