The Cure For Pain Is Pain

And I Have Huffed To Inhale All Those Memories That Were Dreadful So I Can Feel Light Headed And Laugh At Them All Instead Of Being Scared. Its Been Two Weeks But This Was Just My Thought.

Why I Have A Lovely "History"..
Why Im "Known"

**-I Thought They Would Teach Me How To Fly (Some Points I Felt Like Fucking God)
-As I Grew Up I Learned To Spread My Legs For Money, Popularity And To Feel (Look Were Its Got Me)
-Self Absorbed..I Wanted To Feel Beautiful..To Feel Worth Something
-It Made Me Feel Wanted In More Then One Way..I Felt Special When A Guy Would Say He Loves Me And Wants To Show His Love For Me (You Arent So Special When You Realize It Was A Fucking Line He Used On Millions Of Girls)
-Parts Of Me Wanted To Feel "Loose" Or "Sexy"
-I Loved..Absolutely Fucking Loved The Lies They Would Tell Because Every Single Lie They Said Were The Things I Wanted To Be..
-To Forget (Just One Touch Could Help You Fucking Forget How Ugly And Empty You Truly Felt)
-Truly It Made Me Feel Real Like What I Went To When I Wanted Out (This Is How I Ran The Fuck Away)
...In The End To Sum This All Up..I Just Wanted To Fly..I Thought Every Guy Would Teach Me, To Go Wings And Never Look Back..


-To My Brother Forrest. You Called Me A Skank..It Fits Doesnt It, The Words That Stick To Us The Most Are The Ones That Are True.
-To My Mother You Found A Condom And A Pregnancy Test..The Rumors Were True
-To My Father..You Lost Respect And My Name Leaves A Bad Taste In Your Mouth, No Matter The Things Mom Told You I Denied But You Knew They Were True..(Your Little Girl Turned Into A Fucking Slut)
-To My Therapist..You're Probably Reading This..I Guess Im So Fucking Lost And I Need Help..Theres No Easy Way To Admit It But Im So Lost And Drowning I Dont Know What The Hell To Do.