Nothing from nowhere. I am no one at all.

"I'm flowing through these days. As morphine tears through deadened veins, I'm numbing."

People are selfish, I know I've said that so many times, but each time I say it, it just becomes more clear in my mind. Why is it, you will say things that make you feel better? Do you not care about how other people feel? I really am ready to just close myself into my house, and never come out. I think I'm going to forget everyone I've ever gotten close to and only care about myself. What does it matter? Who will actually miss me?

Just sit and think for a minute; have you in this past week, bragged about somthing you didn't actually do or have? Lied to someone saying things are better than they seem? Told someone somthing they wanted to hear so they wouldn't judge you? Well if you have, stop. Screw people, if you have to tell them somthing untrue about yourself then you're a coward. Stand up and be you; dye your hair blue, get a bunch of piercings, wear somthing you normally wouldn't. Don't let other people make you feel afraid to be the real you. I realized, I have let to many people walk over me; let to many people use me to make them feel better about their own unperfect lives. Well all I have to say is this; Watch out, Hilary's had enough.