those cuts, gashes, whatever you call them inflictions on my soul go deeper than the skin where all the blood rises from
Author: xsilentXscreamsx
i am a very boring person, trust me i would know im around myself all the time, but anyhoo... im 14, i hate my life, but what else is new? i get labeled as punk/gothic, mainly gothic, i hate labels because they are stupid and just another way to stereotype people, i live in Bellingham, WA (which you've probably never heard of) and if anyone cares, i am bi, and if you're homophobic you're stupid... dont get me started on that subject...
i want to die... i dont care if people say they care, they dont show it, i dont care if people dont care, because in any case thats all i expect of them, someday ill make it, and ill go by as peacefully as i came, no one on here will notice, and i dont expect you to care.
the “joy” of holidays…
well the holiday season is upon us for one more wretched year… and i hate it more than ever… not only this year do i have to be surrounded, poked and proded by “my” family about they way i look and all that great stuff but i have to meet my dad’s girlfriends’ family for… Continue reading the “joy” of holidays…
the Doll
there she stayed left for herself to think in such tormenting ways shes forgotten, alone of that shelf
uncontrollable
she sits in the corner so this is it all thats left
pain of being alone
the light shines in from the cold winter night a glistening darkness all mine
damn emotions
GRRRRRRR ugh i hate emotions… i dont get the feeling of love, it makes you happy, yet other times it just makes you want to go off and die, how can ONE PERSON have this control over your feelings and NOT EVEN KNOW IT…
make it stop
that low sound, beating i want it to leave the noise
as if it was a choice
i dont get it… everyones depressed nowadays, even preps who are supposed to be happy cut themselves, i have to admit i am depressed
best friend?
just dont dont even start with me you dont know what youre talking about