Wake me up in 3 months

Confessions from Martha ( a deranged dwarf)

Before I curl up and die somewhere familiar. I would like to say thanks to the girl in apartment 4b for not saving me this morning. You know from the guy with the bagel in his hand trying on different personalities?

Just really, how much is too much until you finally do something about it? (Apparently not this much.)

So.. Thank you Brenda Errington, your moms a whore and everyone’s dying. Just how many bodies will she try on this time tonight?

I wish I could say I matter. In life we all want to matter to someone or something. It’s a natural part of being a human being.

We spend almost every other second of our waking moments trying to please other people wondering if they actually like us or if it’s all just a front. Not worrying about the fact of if we like ourselves.

— — Am I enough?

— — Are you enough?

— — Is anyone in this whole damn universe enough?

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Unless you’re one of the rebels

The life's to short to worry about tomorrow ones.

The ones who don’t need your mothers, father, or sisters opinion. Hell they don’t even need yours.