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that silent face of porceline,
rest in peace,
i know your soul, it doesn't know that definition.
you'll continue laughing,
you'll continue loving.
we'll all see you again soon.

the tears found their way out,
i wanted to be the rock
but you can't be a rock when you're as soft as a tissue.
i've been ripped.

and you're not even mine. well my emotional roller coaster is coursing through my mind, my heart, my soul. everything i've felt the past two days has been heightened so incredibly much, it's making me feel insane but insanely alive. my fickle heart is at it again, asking too many questions, wandering too far away from me. i'm learning to ( Read more... )

"You should slow down. Listen to yourself. Learn who it is you really want to be. Don't base it on the world around you. Don't go the direction it's pulling you in. Just listen to yourself."

four walls, these four walls and a door are all that hold me back from ripping your fucking sick, twisted head off of you head and throwing it through a window. You're a dirty cunt, you're a sick fuck. i'm trapped within myself, within my own walls. why should i ruin my life for the sight of your pain? why shouldn't i? you did it to the one who ( Read more... )

why do you all try and make your lives sound pretty on here?
you all put candy-coated words on top of your pathetic lifestyles.

"You have been such a great friend to me, and even though we don't tlak as much as we used to I still know I can talk to you about anything. You have always been there for me and you know I will always be here for you. I don't think you realize how special you are to me. I love you so much and I always will. I miss you, your house, your family ( Read more... )

i wish i still lived in my fucking dream world.

the two years or so prior to this i had no holiday spirit but since november i've been anxious for christmas to arrive. depsite how stressed out i have been and how much work in and out of school i've had i still had the time to take part in my favorite holiday traditions. sarah and i have been sharing old day stories, our favorite is the time ( Read more... )

"I could write my name by the age of three ( Read more... )