As I sit in my dark room, alone, in front of a computer screen talking to everybody I know and listening to them going on and on about how perfect their lives are. I sit and wonder, ‘whats it like to have a great life? what does happiness feel like?’ I get brace and ask… Continue reading Myself
Tag: 17 years
Reality
I suppose this would belong under gothic but I’m not sure. My whole life I have been misunderstood by everyone, family, society, and pretty much anyone I have come in contact with. There are obviously a few exceptions, but for the most part I’ve always been rejected and taunted. Everyone around me comlpains about me… Continue reading Reality
the far side
I am 17 years old. I’m 5’3, blonde hair, green eyes, 103 lbs. I am a cheerleader, a member of fashion club, student foundation, business club, worship comittee, SADD, and tons of other clubs, used to be involved with a youth group at church.
Drednought
Kale stands alone in the middel of a field. It is raining and the wind is blowing hard. The icey pelets of rain feel as though they should draw blood but he does not care.
And people wonder why some dun like Christians
First off, yes i might only be 17 years of age, you might call me a ‘dumb youngin'( and the word ‘fag’ upsets me). But i was doing my usual search, and studying other religons like i’ve done for the last 6 yrs. i ran across a christian site… and it made me /sick/. i’m… Continue reading And people wonder why some dun like Christians