Scar Storybook
Temperament: Cranky
Record:Kurt on the Phone babbeling
[EDIt out everything that lead up to this]
Jesus Christ, what the hell? I mean every one, every one I know has scars, and not jsut ones on the outside, but heart ones too.

I'm tired of my family fighting--I'm tired of my parents ignoring me--I behave better than my siblings but they get the $100 shoes--They locked me up and threw away the key--My familiy abandoned me--I loved someone and they didn't love me back--I trusted someone and they betrayed me--The only person that ever really understood me is 1000 miles away and never coming back--The person I loved most put a knief not only in my back but in my chest--This is where I cut myself because I hated me--This is the poem from when I wanted to die--My best friend died--This is the scar from the time I nearly died--These bags under my eyes are from the night in the emergency room--This blood is from the friend I jsut sewed up--GOD DAMN IT WHERE IS YOUR ANGST? WHERE IS YOUR STRUGGLE? HOW THE FUCK CAN YOU BE SO SIMPLE AND HAPPY? DON'T YOU KNOW PAIN? DON'T YOU KNOW SADNESS? DON'T YOU KNOW LOSS? WHY WAS YOUR LIFE SO EASY? WHY WAS YOUR LIFE SO SAFE? WHY DON'T YOU HATE?

Why...do I have so many scars and you have so few? Why do my friends have to fight the good fight and yours don't?

I'm not mad at him for not being more I'm mad that I thought he was...*sigh* I need to find Geimer and talk to him.

EDIT: Stolen for you're viewing pleasure and consideration