Ok so thank you WWE Smackdown, I have some more work to show you. Actually I have quite a few. Yeah for having exes. I would rather forget about them. Here is one called Me & My Boyfriend.
Me & my boyfriend
You know I forgot aboue my friend. Mr. Blade is what I call
him. I know its not the best name but whats in name? Whats imppotant is how he
makes me feel. I mean I get a rush when
I confined in him. I get excited when I see blood coming out of my arms. I feel
like I did something right. So I could point at my scar and be like ‘Hey can
you do this!’ Most likely they cant because blood scares them. I’m not scared
because I’m used to the feeling. I’m used to feeling like I’m nothing. I wish
that I could feel something different but that’s not in the cards for me,its
just not.
So here I am. I’m hoping for the best but for what? Its not
like people like me, they don’t. They made that clear, crstyal clear. I’m not
liked at all. People are ashamed of me. So what if I want to cut myself no one
cares! No one that’s who? No one cares. I’m better off dead or at least I think
I am.Maybe I’m crazy but Mr. Blade loves me! I know its not the traditional
courtship. He is always there when I call. When I need him, he is there for me.
That’s more than I can say about my exes. See it’s the only thing that’s always
there for me. Yes a knife is always there for me. Mr. Blade doesn’t think I’m
stupid. He is’t shamed of me. Naw he is the only man that loves me! Yes the only man that’ll adore me. I wishI
had more people to love me but that’s like winning the lotto. I should know, no
one would love me so its just me & Mr. Blade for now.
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