All of a sudden, everything is empty. I don't wanna die, but I'm not so happy living either, the ugly side of the bipolar sides. Please take my brain and run far away, hide it and make sure I'll never find it. Cause frankly my darlings, I don't want it near me, close to me, have it spit out my thoughts. Sometimes I wish I was a little kid and could curl up in my mothers arms - forgetting the world. Can I have that to? Can I have it all, without losing anything that I have?
Music today is Nine Inch Nails.