I hate lying but it seems I do it a lot. Because I am sure by tomorrow I will deline writing any of this I want to let you know that will be a lie. Not even my family can tell.
i am depressed, I don't know why but I am. It's hard to get work done sometimes because I just want my life to end. Every time I am alone I shed my mask even for a moment... Then I become a doll. What ever you wanted I was. What my friends, family, and enemy doesn't know is. When you call me evil. I will be evil... Only to the ones that I think I am. You call me strong I am strong. I feed into the image you have of me. I am a liquid, I have no solid form. I need the f