I look at you from this far away and safe distant.
I always will.
Not because you're radiance repels me.
I fear for my hearts safty.

I can't see how I deserve you're attention.

I love you're qualitys,
but I admire you're faults.

Ok, as useal, I know that no one will ever read this diary, but I like to get things out annyways.
Ehm, if you don't like to read depressive or mental stuff you shuld probebly stop here, I tend to turn in either of those directions when I write.:p lol


This is about my mood, there is something that's bothering me a little:
Sometimes, that will say, every second day or something, I have some disturbing "desires".
I realy, realy want to hurt people.
Exs: I'm holding a manual that's about 15kg in my hand, then I realy felt like trowing this manual in my bf's face (who were laying down) to see what effect that wuld have on he's nose, Ofcourse I didn't do it.
But it's alway the same, I get this urge to see, well, blood and gore...

Lastly I have to say that I've never given in to these urges:p hehe