The lightShe sat in the darkest corners.The light
In the quietest rooms.
The only thing that made her feel alive was the sudden rush of pain she got when she was alone.
Tears ran down her cheek as thoughts run through her head.
Always thoughts that tried to figure out what was wrong.
What is this feeling.
What is it that makes her want to die.
Break down.
Cry.
Why does she feel so alone and empty.
Why does it feel better to hurt then nothing at all.
She never knew what it was that made her feel so alone so empty.
Or what pained her so much.
All she knew was
Here Comes GoodbyeI am going to tell you a story about a girl. Mostly her love life. They are mostly memories now but they were her happiest and most painful ones. Out of millions of them the most vivide ones is when she always had to say goodbye. So let's start the story with her sitting in her room at her windowHere Comes Goodbye
sill, looking to the dark sky that was lite up by thousands of twinkling stars.
Her legs folded underneath her and the palm of her hand on her chin. In deep
thought as she gazed into the night sky.The night quiet and every thought
possible running through her mind. Bringing back memories that were good &n
What is it? What is it you want from me?What is it?
You want someone to make you feel better? Someone to be there for you when YOU
need it?
What about my needs and broken heart... You make me sound like a nagging bitch with all the complaining I do and for a person that I do not spend time with nor talk to me. HA! I can get normal guys to do the things you should.
[Because you're my boyfriend]
What is it you want from me?
Someone that has no heart and little
life to give? Because you've found her.
And playing with her doesn't make it a &n
Let me live or let me goLately I've been starting fights for a reason. Trying to make you tell me what I think is going on. But you won't. I'll cuss and fuss and walk away but all you do is pull me back and kiss me softly. Reassuring me that there is nothing. That you are mine and no one else. But I still feel something is wrong..... I was up half the night again thinking....trying to sort the jumbled mess of thoughts in my head. Every action you give me shows me differently each day. I can't write, draw or anything else and with that I don't know how to tell you what I am thinking. So here it is, yes, it came out like a letLet me live or let me go
make believe heart peroxide. make believe heart peroxide.make believe heart peroxide.
am i a thief for stealing back what was mine all along? you were the one to steal it in the first place. i took my heart back. thanks for stepping on it, crushing it, burning it. but now, it's nothing more than something a little chocolate and pleasant music can't fix. i can patch the wounds right back up with some imaginary gauze, and make believe heart peroxide to clean out the bacteria you infected me with. your feelings for another beautiful girl doesn't stab my heart anymore like it used too. i like that feeling. i feel light, bouncy, airy; being able to withstand your th
Missing Girl.Missing Girl.
A few people turn to stare at her. She is wearing dark, tight jeans, with a black hoodie, and converse. The hood hangs over her head shamefully, as if it was merely more of a conveineance than a paper bag. Her head is turned downward, her gaze fixed on the ground, sneaking only a few slight glances up into the distance to see what is upcoming. Though the night was eerie, and as black as the clothes on her skin, her dark, heavy makeup was still visible underneath the luminous glow of the moon, and the shop lights. A vibrating sound is then heard, and the young girl's hand hesitant
wishing wellswishing wells
. i wish my eyes were the colour of lightning worked into clouds of gray. i wish i was bold enough to say no to you when i know that your lies aren't enough. i wish i didn't shrink away from the things i wanted and reached out a hand to them. i wish i was not me, not you, but someone so different from the two of us that no resemblance could be seen. i wish.
. truth is, my eyes are already thunder. they are somber and they are loud. they aren't like the delicate blue you wish your girlfriend had. they aren't bright and full of laughter and beauty. mine are full of rage and mistrust. they are loud because they ar
things i want:things i want:things i want:
01. your words. they hurt, but onlyverysoftly, similiar to menstrual pains. i'll be in silent agony for two
and a half hours, wishing it away, but waiting for a new wave
of it because i've always been told that feeling something is better than nothing.
stuck.
[yeah, i'm talking about the unspoken words, i'm talking about the silence]
02. your thoughts. i want them. i want to know what's going on behind that beautiful smile of yours. there's more to you than anyone can see from the outside looking in. and i
really j
It's Time....
Emotional
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Discover a place that will
Never leave you,
And a friendship that
Will change you forever
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If all is fair in love and war does that mean it's legal to shoot my partner????
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Discover a place that will
Never leave you,
And a friendship that
Will change you forever
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If i sit the way other people do, my reasoning ability drops by 40%.
I love ryuzaki-kun!
Did I hear somone say Strawberries????
Mmmmmmm... Strawberry Pocky...
The truth is... I supect that you may in fact be Kira.
L
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Discover a place that will
Never leave you,
And a friendship that
Will change you forever
--
If i sit the way other people do, my reasoning ability drops by 40%.
I love ryuzaki-kun!
Did I hear somone say Strawberries????
Mmmmmmm... Strawberry Pocky...
The truth is... I supect that you may in fact be Kira.
L
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Discover a place that will
Never leave you,
And a friendship that
Will change you forever
--
If i sit the way other people do, my reasoning ability drops by 40%.
I love ryuzaki-kun!
Did I hear somone say Strawberries????
Mmmmmmm... Strawberry Pocky...
The truth is... I supect that you may in fact be Kira.
L
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