liar liar pants on fire


you all bastards are just fucking liars.

im gonna explode, i cant fight it no more

i hate this feeling inside of me.

i need something stable to hold on to- for reassurance, security and encouragment. but i just dun seem to get any. the best pillar is always myself. i myself. i depend on my own for emotional support and everything else.

i get upset but who knows. perhaps god, and myself

its all about ME

myself Queena chan, the queen of her own world. her failing kingdom, frail petals and the flame is in the midst of beng extinguished, everything seems to be failing her, her weak body which just doesnt wanna shit. she needs to take a break. shes perhaps better off alone, for being such a bitch.

nothing is helping at all...nothing is helping me.nobody no one..nothing.souless, and the air seems to be getting so thin i can hardly breathe. save me? no one can.


sickening sickening

just how GREAT can life get. wheres the old me with all the excitement and joy. ive turned into a ugly bitch because of school work. I HATE IT. i suck. so damn happy ha ha

im just so fucking random today


GO TO HELL SUCKERS



i hate this feeling inside. i need to vent it, somewher somehow. maybe i just have to contain it further until one day, u find me in hell.


good bye.