Feel Me From The Inside





Hmm...These are just some of my diary quotes from an old journal I wrote in. I figured I needed something different for this site. You don't need to read the same things over and over. And if you take my quotes, I will kill you...if you want to use them, ask first. So enjoy and try not to get too confused. It's just me


We're all virgins in heaven and we're all whores in hell. We just get to choose what we are on this stupid planet. I guess I chose to be myself

I don't know you, I don't know anything about you. I just don't know what to believe...don't leave me here alone please

I ask a simple question, and ask for an explanation. He flips out and says I'm paranoid. He's not so good at hiding his guilt

I don't really understand these people. Though I don't really care. I pretend to like them and they pretend I'm one of them. For once they pretend to be human and I don't seek to exist to them, but to be myself.

I'd choose the stars over the sun any day or night. It's just to go outside and look up to the sky...just to see those stars bleed with illuminating light.

The suicide rate seems to be going down I guess. They all killed themselves so there's none left to watch suffer. Suicide...what a waste of human flesh and soul.

My ex boyfriend said that 99% of the women are all bitches and whores, and he thinks I'm that 1% that's all sweet and innocent. I'd like to know what kind of drugs he's been taking. I'm not going to be that 1% who's pure and perfect. Fuck that, I'm not perfect. I don't want to be perfect. Perfection is not a possibility for me and it never will be.

I just looked into his eyes and I knew something was wrong. His heart was bruised and I just watched him cry. I tried to comfort him but it was no use. His loss was too much pain to calm.

I feel so incomplete. I'm not sure why but I feel empty like I have no real reason to be here.

He said he wouldn't let me go...but I've already started to slip away.

There's no exit for this chaos that runs around in my mind all day. Extra strength tylenol couldn't even kill it.

There will always be someone that you hate so much, you just want to take their life away.

I don't want him, I don't love him but I dont want to hurt him. He just doesn't understand me. He doesn't see that I want to be left alone. But he's forcing me to hurt him badly.

Love is just another four letter word used for the wrong thing these days. It gets me in too much trouble.

I'm trapped in reality and I want out of it. I just want to dream

There's something about him that just pulls me closer. She's stupid for letting him slip between her fingers.

They don't know me. They don't know what's going on inside my head. They don't know the real me. They only know what they imagine is true.

Lying is addictive. It makes people feel better about themselves...but the truth always pops up out of no where.

"Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it" .Mark Twain.
as if forgiveness wasn't enough...he fucked up again. This time I just watched and laughed when he realized he was only hurting himself

If I could prick him with a needle for every time he has lied to me...he'd be dead by now

if paint something that you would think is shitty, someone else could think it was art...it's just the way I see it.
As Mike said "art is in the eye of the beholder"