Jan 7, 2002
octyl methoxycinnamate 7.5%
love for all my friends. i give it out in spades. until there's none left for me to call my own. so then i'm alone. and now all that's left is hate. but i cant hate. with hate comes guilt. with guilt comes depression. and once again i'm all alone. i used to limit how i thought. god would not approve. fuck god. fuck everything. fuck you. all that hate that has been surpressed is beginning to surface. i'm free to hate. free. liberated. unrestrained. but why would i hate? there is no reason. i need a reason to hate. a reason to kill. destroy. i'm all out of love. i won't let myself hate. so what is there? nothing. there's nothing. no more love for any of you. i have but one shard left. i'm keeping it for myself. i'm selfish. i need this. i hate everyone. but there are some people i hate less.
posted by sarah 10:13 PM
