another emo blog -_-'

like i say once it doesnt take that much to get the demons out of me..

but it take one word of his mouth to make me collapse.

i was keeping the feelings it was like walking and walking until i get to

edge and then he push me, just like if he doenst care and i fall.. one of the hardest falls in a couple of months.

is even worst when you are falling, and you are sure that no one is waiting for you.. no one is going to catch you.

my body starts to shake on the flour and i trying to make it stop..that just make it harder. then the light and the memories (i hate this part) all i can remeber is when i stand up and everything looks weird.

gosh but the i turn around and im in the flour again (cuz actually i never stand up) .

im in the flour, dizzy and all sweat hoping this shit to end.

i pick up the phone.. his voice.

it doesnt calm me., it makes it worst.

the words again i couldnt take so hang up i just wanna rest.

the feeling of losing everything you have takes you to a higher depression, it doesnt matter how hard the punch heats you, it push you down as hell.

to find out that your life is not as happy as you us to think want you to forget them, forget them all, and fly away for ever and NEVER come back... but never is an awfully long time.

im kinda scared because of what i been thinking lately..

i have been thinking of how my dead will be like, and when im imaging it, i dont feel scared at all acuatally i feel exited cuz deaying will be an amazing adventure. (oh man i hate those thoughts)

im living in the shadows right now holding my self on a tinny rope called first love, if it wasnt for that thin rope i will fall.

nothing make sence.. NOTHING.

i have this big shit going to my mind by now. and its consuming my energy ans happyness.

family huh FUCK family cuz all i got is a brother. then all is missing.