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  3. Music Playlist : 

    Paramore 

    Mayday Parade

    Linkin Park 

    Evanescence 

    [[ indie ]] 

    Ect....

  4. I'm crying lately,  this pain is just too much. I feel like I'm dying lately .Am I human or not? I can't keep up with this race, I can barely look in the mirror ,at my face. Is it horror,  or is it just a bad dream?  I can't seem to control anything. And I'm crying now, crying loud. Why can't I tell? Why does it leave,  this smile on my face, so fake, but not this misery.  Don't show, don't tell. Might as well say my mouth has been sewn closed. Afraid too well, a word to me, a feeling is my grief. Waiting for this delivery, that will seal me into my fate. I can't hide anymore, I can't run, my fun is taken. Give me a moment to conceal, all that I have already hidden away, just one brief moment to convince myself, I'm going to be okay...

    As long as no one hits replay. 

     

  5. Don't Hit 'Replay'

    I'm crying lately, this pain is just too much. I feel like I'm dying lately .Am I human or not? I can't keep up with this race, I can barely look in the mirror ,at my face. Is it horror, or is it just a bad dream? I can't seem to control anything. And I'm crying now, crying loud. Why can't I tell? Why does it leave, this smile on my face, so fake, but not this misery. Don't show, don't tell. Might as well say my mouth has been sewn closed. Afraid too well, a word to me, a feeling is my grief. Waiting for this delivery, that will seal me into my fate. I can't hide anymore, I can't run, my fun is taken. Give me a moment to conceal, all that I have already hidden away, just one brief moment to convince myself, I'm going to be okay... As long as no one takes me there... gravity will keep me down, as a ship in the ocean, and an anchor around me, I'll keep going down, drowning. I'm crying lately, this pain is just too much. I feel like I'm dying lately .Am I human or not? I can't keep up with this race, I can barely look in the mirror ,at my face. Is it horror, or is it just a bad dream? I can't seem to control anything. And I'm crying now, crying loud. Why can't I tell? Why does it leave, this smile on my face, so fake, but not this misery. Don't show, don't tell. Might as well say my mouth has been sewn closed. Afraid too well, a word to me, a feeling is my grief. Waiting for this delivery, that will seal me into my fate. I can't hide anymore, I can't run, my fun is taken. Give me a moment to conceal, all that I have already hidden away, just one brief moment to convince myself, I'm going to be okay... As long as no one hits replay.
  6. [V1:] Can't you ( can't you) , just take me for who I am? ( Who I am?) We've been writing these letters, that don't make any sense anymore. I forgot to mention, the bottle is open, I have been drinking my life away for hours now. ((Hours now )) , just hoping for once you'd understand. That I love only you--- youuuu. Chorus: Just take me ( take me) for who I AM! Take me away, we can run in the sand, but forgive me if I fall, all over AGAIN! Take me, take me. My heart is open, I have sewed it up so many times, I'm given you a chance to complete me. Do you, do you even notice, I could, stand here beside you and just be your one, your one and only. Just take me. Please my god, take me. [V2:] FINALLY I PUT THIS BOTTLE DOWN I TURN THE MUSIC ON LOUD. It's the only thing to do, to drown your voice out. I swear I never meant to cut again--but for you this time, I'll just pretend, god i'm going crazy just thinking about the ways we'd make it. Chorus: Just take me ( take me) for who I AM! Take me away, we can run in the sand, but forgive me if I fall, all over AGAIN! Take me, take me. My heart is open, I have sewed it up so many times, I'm given you a chance to complete me. Do you, do you even notice, I could, stand here beside you and just be your one, your one and only. Just take me. Please my god, take me. Just Take Me AWAAAYYYY . Don't you ever notice, I think you're the one for me. Just take me, please my god, TAKE ME...
  7. Mommy.

    By that I mean, I grew up much of the same ways. I was molested, my mom wasn't shhh-- and I always felt like no one understood me. Ten years later, I have been diagnosed with PTSD, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder and Borderline Personality Disorder.... I attempted twice, and self-mutilate, occasionally. My head isn'ta place to be. This is the only way I describe it best:
  8. Mommy.

    Just quite heartbreaking
  9. Is anyone alive? :P

    Hi Im new
  10. Whats your fav? - Games

    Fortnite at the moment lol.
  11. Mommy.

    Indeed? Aha..
  12. Damage, Done For...

    "Pull down your pants, young -in." (But, why?) 😢 "Does that feel good?" ( You're scaring me, no... it hurts... I trusted you.) 'YES'. "Tell me to go lower, young-in. ( Is this a different kind of game besides you tickling me?) 'OKAY' 😢 "THEY ARE ONLY CHILDREN, THEY LIKE TO MAKE UP STORIES, THAT NEVER HAPPENED." A father argued, clueless. (But it did... no justice 😔. ) Be Careful, An Advisory Ah, yes, that's how I do it. This is fun... "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING? THAT'S ALL WRONG, DO IT RIGHT! !" Mom yells... she just continues to yell. "What are you stupid? ? I taught you better than that!" Dad says angrily. 😭 I just don't understand... 19 years later. "What the hell! I'm allowed to put my foot down to shit I don't like! Are you lying to me, are you fucking someone else! I know you are!! Why the hell, are you leaving me, don't abandon me!! 💔💔
  13. Mommy.

    Indeed.
  14. The Problem With Me Is...

    I'm on a constant roller coaster. Obsessed with love, obsessed with longing and affection, but I also... Push others away, accuse, beg, plead. Everything just hurts 'too much'. Sometimes, I'll take a razor and cut my skin... sometimes I want to end my life... Yet, I'm silenced. I was silenced through the yelling, the accusations, the emotion , mental and psycological abuse. How does one explain that? An anchor wrapped around my ankle, and being drown because it gets deeper and deeper? The only thing is I don't die...
  15. Is anyone alive? :P

    Do ooo weawwy uwu?
  16. Secrets

    Buried secrets , lie within me Secrets that seal my lips with wires, and inability to speak , like we're on fire In a sunset, on the beach, but there's glass here Glass that pierces my very flesh And stings like a bee Like these crystal's shedding through the darkest eyes I'm here in a room consistent with lies, Why am I the center Too bad it's cold and I'm held down by shackles Learning my own demise.
  17. Fate fell short this time
    Your smile fades in the summer
    Place your hand in mine
    I'll leave when I wanna^_^

  18. Is anyone alive? :P

    Now I just uwu.
  19. Count to 10,000

    419 years old. >.>
  20. Mommy.

    There was a girl, crazed look in her eyes. So much had happened throughout her life. Mommy on drugs, daddy always away. Growing up fast, struggling with the pressure. There was a girl so innocent and sweet. Only a matter of time and she'd start to be beat. Home everyday to the lectures and screaming. "Go get changed and start the cleaning!" Momma always said work comes before school. Slowly her grades plumeted to 0.2. Mommy's a drunk now and she never sees dad. Different men being brought home, moms new lovers she assumes. They start out alright but as time goes by, they are just as abusive as mommy.. Its a never ending fucking fight! Mom not coming home for multiple nights, leaving her kids but to her it's alright. Not that they minded because that was their break, but when she came home wasted as ever. Things would get bad and it never gets better. Guilt trips pulled, it's all their fault. Never the moms.. isn't she supposed to be the adult? There was a girl so hurt and broken. Filled inside with countless emotions. She thought about so many things she should say. But when it came down to it in her mind it remaind. Downhill the further she went, imprisoned in her own self resentment. Depression, Anxiety, and post traumatic stress disorders were next. Then came self mutilation through various ways. Suicidal thoughts became an everyday thing. Contemplating death, isn't it a beautiful thing? Here she grew into a sad excuse for a person. Here she's wondering if life is even worth it. The pain, the anger, the hopeless feelings. Is this temporary or a permanent thing? Does it get better or is this how it remains? Does this nightmare ever have a happy ending? Will mommy get better, will she get to see dad? Can she be happy, can she put it in the past? Only time can tell how this story will end, and that is how her story begins.
  21. Wow. It's been a long time since I've been on here. Guess I forgot about this site. Man this site changed since what I remember it as. Oh well... I suppose there had to be change sometime round lol. Anyways, this is probably irrelevant lol. Whatever, so long and goodnight.

  22. So. Friends.

    I suck at making friends IRL so, any takers? 😂
  23. would you rather?

    Either way you would be hated, so why not do it classy. I'd choose the nice house. Would you rather be able to breathe under water or control fire?
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