♣ Thursday, October 1, 2009
zomg i feel as fake as a C grade imitation LV bag or a pair of cheapo $1 falsie lashes.
how is it that to everyone i am this optimistic bubbly chatty girl but when the moons high in the sky and im all alone in the dark i feel miserable.
i feel lost and really useless. all i keep doing is cry into the pillows and throw tantrums at myself. hardly constructive, makes me feel better, not.
two clashing personalities, one body, one me.
one as bright as the sun shinning at noon
the other as dark as the deepest depths of the oceanic floors
im ashamed. the crow crows
again i keep my secret persona locked
the one people never fancy much
and proceed to don on the mask once more
the me everyone knows me by
counting the hours down to daybreak
i think its gonna rain soon. how fitting.
=/ tonia
♥being MYSELF at 2:15 AM
