I’m not so sure who this peron is this girl I see in the merrow…this can’t be me I’m not her she’s me. I don’t know her, I’ve forgotten her name she’s so sad…her face that face that’s not me I don’t no her I need help someone is pertending to be me she in my head…who is this girl I see so far gone so lost…I once knew her sweet and fine now that face this face this can NOT! be she is not me I am not her she, she’s lost, lost I tell you she’s mad, mad I tell you she is not me I…….I…….I am not her. - Love Hodge
You ever felt crawling up like a rock and staying there until someone kicks you awake well I’m waiting for my kick I’m still waiting to wake up from all of this, this dream of mine, this lie that turned my life upside down and the people in it the people I use to know are forever gone, forever lost in it’s vengeance for power hell it’s like a virus this lie, this lie thats revealed the knifes behide the smiles I see so yes I’m waiting, waiting to wake up from this dream, waiting to breathe because all I’ve been doing is holding it in hoping that once they knew the truth it will all go back to normal and maybe, just maybe like a child I will pertend that the smiles are all I see that the Knife was all a bad dream, I’m still waiting for that to be still praying because like a child I have to beleave that at the end of all scary stories the mudster dies only thing is in this storie I’m the Mudster. - Love Hodge
date- 3.31.2011 time-10:24pm
I’m holding on so tighly to this part of me the part that no one knows the part I hide so well the part that I myself is scared to show this part of me that’s so close off from the world I think everyone has this part to them it’s dark it’s lonly it’s painful and fulled with douth it comes out late at night when you’re as alone as you where when you came into the world just you and your thoughts it’s scary sometimes 8 can be in a rooom filled with people and feel complately alone I hate that part of me that part that’s so discountented.