::bgnoise:: the all-american rejects -=happy endings=-
::taste:::::: candy cane
::mood:::::

this was written a long time ago. i thought i would post it because i found it beautifully depressing.

so what do you do when the the ceiling of your world comes crashing down ontop of you unexpectedly, and your carpenter has left and gone forever ? now i gotta think, do i wanna spend the rest of my life homeless and all alone or would i rather pick up the pieces and put my world back together again.

i mope around the house as a sullen ghost looking through the sheets of despair. the shit of the world tears at my skin and i cant bear anymore of this chaos. i have a sickness in my stomache....my heart gets dark like the skys before a storm. this tragedy has yet to end.

i cant help but think about the way that things were, and not how things will be. why must it be so hard for me to look towards my future and not dwell on my past ? with people dying every month....im afraid that this year will be worse. considering that nothing could be worse than losing my mother, nothing this year could possibly get to me that much. FUCK !!! i cant stand existence.

~kori (¬_¬)