I wish there were an easier way to distract myself from killing myself.

So much rehashing in my subconscious and everything lately.
Two hours is such a long time.
I just don’t want to do any of this anymore.
Especially seeing that it doesn’t really matter since everything doesn’t really matter to begin with and whatever, dying anyway.

3 months ago on 02/04/12 at 10:42am

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stevedaniels said: Remember that there are people who go through the same thing. I’m always here for you, Marisa. Even though we don’t talk a lot, I want you to be alive and happy.
enjoy-the-silence posted this

REPTILE

My name is Marisa.
My thoughts are generally scattered; I'm too right-brained to function and a tad pseudo-vain. I'm a student, some other things, a racial mix of many. I'm sarcastic and witty, a dreamer yet realistic. I'm an old soul, or so I am told.
This blog is mostly a concoction of the rantings and musings of my prodigious mind where images are sometimes my words of choice. I also like to make additional notes and commentary in tags; not seeing those tags may or may not affect the effect various posts have on you.
(I don't mean to be superfluous; it just happens).

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