| Things I work the hardest on; things I pour my soul into; things that sometimes shouldn't be said; things that are done instead of my homework; things that have made me cry; things that have made me laugh; things that have made me...me. |


For Quite A WhileToday I met a boy. Just a regular boy. But he was nice.For Quite A While
But lots of boys are nice, but this one was different. I told him about how I couldn't sleep at night anymore. And he told me that it would come if I could stop hiding from it.
I didn't know his name until the end of the conversation. He told me about his two year relationship with a g


"forget the sad things""forget the sad things" says someone created by kurt vonnegut jr it's on page twenty-six in my literature book at school"forget the sad things"
it's about a boy who fell in love with something called an idea, made of only his conceptions of it at the cost of his own life
i fell in love with something too, something made of flesh and bones, and humanly desires mixed with ideas at the cost of my own heart
now i wonder, what would've happened if things had been...
in reverse


i am many peopleI am a horrible person when I lay in bed thinking of escape routes.i am many people
I am a broken person when I lay on the cold tile of the bathroom floor.
I am a laughing person when I lay on the floor unable to breathe with a smile.
I am a happy person when I lay in bed and just wake up to realize I'm alive.
I am a sad person when I lay down to go to sleep and pray not to wake up.
I am a weary person when I lay on the floor and almost fall asleep.
I am a sleepy person when I lay on my things too much.
| Things I work the hardest on; things I pour my soul into; things that sometimes shouldn't be said; things that are done instead of my homework; things that have made me cry; things that have made me laugh; things that have made me...me. |
| I'm mostly insane. I want a hedgehog. I'm old enough. I live in my mind where it's safe for anything and everything to exist, especially me. I'm not afraid to do crazy things in public. I hate my first name. I was a seriously bizzare little kid, not much has changed. I have really fucked up dreams. I'm terrified of not existing. I get embarrased when people admire my art in front of me. I am really good at faking happiness. spiders and clowns terrify me. I love neon colours. I have way too many irrational fears. I consider myself an athiest, but I still somehow desperately hope that there's some form of a god. I love to laugh. I have extremely low self-esteem. I have really major trust issues. I worry constantly about things I shouldn't. I am paralyzed by everyone's idea of what I should be. I am in love. I am happy. I want a hedgehog. |
I checked out hot zone at my mom's library.... I think I'll work on finding quotes tomorrow XP
can you send me the quotes we found during the week?
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Even I'm edible, but that my children is cannibalism, and is frowned upon in most societies.
I'm gonna foucus on getting quotes from the satires..... but I do have hot zone
I'd work, but I've been hit with a big ass brick wall, and between the writer's block and breaking up with Ryan, and cooking, I have no time...
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Even I'm edible, but that my children is cannibalism, and is frowned upon in most societies.
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I think you're a boy with eyes like wishing wells that never come true.
When it's almost a heartbeat away from silence she curls up in closets and the lack of oxygen makes her feel like she can fly.
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