i thought that i could hide the fear that i felt the fear to come home, the fear to go the taughting they threw at me tour me to bits they knew it too they knew that it drove me to the edge my parents dont care they just sit and they stare blank stares… Continue reading Pompa mortis magis terret, quam mors ispa
Author: kellygirl
me myself and i are all sad
suicide note
black is my favorite color would you like to know why you see it seems, as i have been told black is the last thing you see when you die the brain cells get adjusted then and even if you were good you dont see white or purple or red like you thought you should… Continue reading suicide note
death to the populars
i am the weird kid that no one likes. i always wear black and i only have weird friends. The preps and jocks always call us freaks. But one day we said it was enough. My best friend steve got the guns
My one true friend
i held the blade in my hand the same one he did it with, i saw the beauty and the pain that it held. i didnt know why i hadnt thought of this way out before. i mean i had thought about it before but never like this never the way i did today. it… Continue reading My one true friend
her death
resently a girl was found dead in my apartment building. her mother was crying when i talked to her. her father was just too sad for words. i thought to myself she was lucky to have these ppl in her life.
trust
ok i was walkin home and a guy i knew for like ever gave me a hug and then tried to touch me and i pulled away and he called me a slut and said i was leading him on and that if i wasnt easy then i shouldnt have acted it. he is now… Continue reading trust
fantasy
once i believed in fantasy it thrilled me to no end i decided i lived in a fantasy untill that dream made me dead