Hey, doctor hey, doctor I have a nasty disorder Hey, doctor I constantly feel hungover my senses are numb My heart is stitches shut I can't wait untill this is over Cut myself with a knife Inject myself with your poison and make me high Blood and passion in my eyes Make it hurt Make it sting So then I can finally feel something Stab myself with a syringe so then I can become less unhinged Make me scream Make me high So then I can become alive

Evil toys I used to play with evil toys. I would take them out of my toy chest like they were skeletons in the closet. I never used to notice that they were hurting me as much as I was hurting them. I was in denial about the scars that were showing in my mind. There was definately tension between me and them. Sometimes you can hurt another being more when you love something about them. And then they will hurt you more in return, Even if you don't think you deserve it. People say if you play with fire it will burn you. But I could never imagine something like that would happen, Unless you're a pyro and in love with the flame. Sometimes when you hate something about someone you love, it sometimes points back at you just because there's something that you hate about yourself. When I was a little kid I used to throw my toys against the wall and smash them against it. I always knew that there was something bad about it, but I didn't know that. I didn't know that I was sick untill later on. I always thought that I was taking good care of my toys. But they just got dirtier the more I used them. You can imagine that I am whether talking about a toy for self infliction, a toy for sexual gratification, an addiction, or a lover. But that is not the thing that matters right now. The whole point of this perspective is realizing your faults and taking responsibility for your actions.

Live wire on a short leash I'm better at picking up people for a night and not actually sticking with them.. I feel like everyone is on a short wire of hating me and I only have enough time to fuck them and then tell them to fuck off..

My alter ego I don't know how i feel I feel like I don't know how I'm feeling I think I just forgot I don't know what I'm doing People don't even know what lonely is It feels like jagged rocks in my skin I guess my alter ego looks like a bat from hell Isn't that a saying? Oh my god, I am going insane I feel like my mind is running a mile a minute And theres no escape I just want to sleep And that sums up how I feel

Sex You're right, all I want is sex.. When you said that I didn't love you anymore.. You were right I know nothing about love.. I think i'm going out with like nine people, but I feel so alone I need to stop using so many people I actually think that I have no one.. I need to stop thinking this, I need to understand what want and need is, I think I forgot or I just don't care anymore Don't tell me you don't want to be with me Just because I have S.T.D.'s And that I'm diseased. An illness can be a disease But addiction is more of a disease And if you hate me, then why did you even come back to me? I'm tired of these chicks randomly appearing And do you know what? I didn't like you in the first place.