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which is real?

is the real me that tormented soul??? or this fake plastic tree. I realized why I would punish myself with this withdrawal. cos I wanted the agony all the time. 200 more words

so fucking starving

for attention?

no.

for fucking food. I guess I’m being starved out too or something

my depression is overwhelming at this point. enough to go make me get the Prozac. 240 more words

1/9/15

One of my comedian friends returned to his hometown today. I didn’t ask why, but I know the reason: this is the best and hardest place to break into comedy. 159 more words

002 - Two Can't Possibly Be As Bad As One

I’m standing outside. Smoking a cigarette when it hits me: I’m probably going to be alone, forever.

Loneliness and the feeling of being unwanted is the most terrible poverty.

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