||[Jul. 28th, 2010|08:44 pm]
sometimes I think about what I would look like if I were to peel away the layers of hurt, distrust, pain, and all the ugliness that makes up who I am.|
Sometimes I think if I did that there would be nothing left.
Sometimes I look at my skin and dig my nails into my palms willing it to fall away so that maybe I can see whats really inside myself. is it all rotted and black...
is there anything that living this disgusting life hasnt touched..