AND THEY SAY THE TRUTH SHALL SET US FREE....

fucking liars...every last one of em.

no one wants to hear the truth...when someone asks you how you are, you are supposed to say good, but if you're not good, you might as well not even bother, because they don't want to take the time to listen to you anyway. so i guess the truth is, no one gives a damn anyway.

my truth is that deep down, i hold so many memories, so many hurtful things..too much truth, yes....and i try to shove it all down, with a painpill here, some alcohol there...and the truth of the matter is, that's how i live with it. so hear's some more truth: fuck AA.

i give advice to my aunt who deals with a major psycho boyfriend constantly, i try and help my friends when they are fighting with their loved ones...but the truth is, i don't practice anything i preach. i just sit here, holed up in the house, typing some insane words for god knows who to read......and hope the words will come. the right ones.

sometimes i tell myself, it doesn't matter.....you can do this alone, you don't need anyone else....they could never understand you anyway. but the truth of the matter is, well...i don't think there's really anyone out there for me anyway, so i don't even try. what for?

so i say to you, from this deep dark place that i am in right now, that the truth never sets us free. can't you see?? all this truth, and nothing has changed for me, not one bit. i'm no where close to being free.