I feel pathetic. I just want to feel whole but it’s as if the restrictions in my life are holding me back. I want want to love life like I use to. I use to have such passion. But that passion is gone. I try to replace it with the desires of men, but they don’t fill it. I am pathetic. I am that sad stereotype. How do you fix something when you don’t know how it became broken?
to some of you it’s probably lame.
but I enjoy it.
ahaha I’m evil.
And it was wonderful.