Why is there this sickening tunnel of darkeness? It causes me to spill my darkest secrets. It wants to blurt my pain out into the night but sympathy and pity cause unbearable strife.

I don't need help and I don't want your pity. I don't want to talk. I don't want empathy. I just want someone to take my bad jokes and laugh at me.

The expression of joy in my thoughts that are 'sins ' makes the pain somewhat bearable and I can get through the day. Not as tedious as the serious talks and explanations.

"ELEPHANT BISCUITS" can summon a chuckle and a question of "what?" Instead of "why are you crying? " because it's not good enough to try and only get ninety three.

ELEPHANT BISCUITS is less likely to worry my class mates than You ******* Half Arsed ******. You're So ****** At Life. You're So Stupid. You Should Go Die.

Which is what I was thinking at the time...

I think I'm lost
Never to be found
Slipping further
Inside my mind
Run out of space
Where people can't see
The red descends
Down my arms
Further and further
Until it's visible and clear
The sadness I feel
Now written in my skin
Except it's not sadness
It's deep depair
From within
The crimson rivers
That won't be forgiven
That won't leave for a long time
That can't be unwritten
And a friend
Who doesn't notice
Or care for your pain
Just blamed you
For their attempt
Blamed you for their shame
Made me hate myself
More than I already did
They forget everything
I've done that was good
Just picked up my mistakes
From a pile of actions
Forgetting the friendship
And devotion I've given
The fact that I'm there
At the tip of a hat
But they aren't there
When I'm being sick
Not when I'm cutting
Or breaking down
Or skipping meals
Not when I'm binging
Then purging what's left
But I can't live without
Because my lifeline
Can't leave
My desperate need
For someone like this
I cater what I say
Censor my jokes
Just so they don't take offence
To my insensitive pokes
And they can't leave now
I can't loose anyone else
That will be the third
In there months
What do I do to deserve this?
What do I do to deserve this?

Straight Boys: Why are all the hot girls lesbian?
Lesbians: Why are all the hot girls straight?
Straight Girls: Why are all the hot guys gay?
Gay Guys: Why are all the hot guys straight?
Bisexuals: WHY ARE ALL THE HOT PEOPLE TAKEN?
Pansexuals: Everyone is hot. What do i do?
Asexuals: What.