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Hey there! 14. Teenager. Yeah that's about it really....
Hey. I made a keek last night :) if you've got keek, follow me. Username: selfharmingcreep Thanks!.
It is your opinion Not fact There's no need to make others feel low Because of that.
I imagine you happy. I imagine you here. But sometimes imagination just isn't enough. You should be outside enjoying the sun. You should be laughing with all the joys.
Sun beats down on our skin as we walk along the beach As the sand snuggles between out feet Our footprints engrave themselves on the floor When we played beach volley ball We dance; we laugh; we...
How does one become happy When love nor laughter brings the joy Does it grow on trees. Is it a potion in my tea.
Tears burned as they rolled down her cheeks. Thoughts pounded through her head after every heart beat.
If you took one look at me. You'd scream. A guarantee. Of living in simplicity. Teeth wonky. Like a donkeys. Eyes; black with bags. A complete opposite of a wag. Skin- pale as ice.
H elp those in Africa. E ven if you have little or no money to spare. Little is better than none. Please save a starving child's life. For these people, life is a daily struggle.
Knife in hand. Ready for death. He takes every step as slowly as he can as if trying to inflict more pain than what is to come. I see it in his eyes- he's got me. There's no escape.
The forest. My childhood nightmare of that one evening in July. I'd had an argument with my sister, Phoebe, and I'd told her I hated her and that I could care less if she dropped dead right now.
I was going as fast as I could but my legs were tired and becoming rapidly weak. He was fast approaching. Closer; closer; closer he came. He was inches away. My body trembled.
8.00AM and I'm already late for school. " Bye Mum. At Chloe's later so will be back around 7!" I shout before walking out the front door.
How long did she have left.
Seasons come; seasons go But the pain you left still burns strong A hole in my heart Never to be filled again As the clouds pass by I think of you Til the thunder begins to strike Until my heart...
Our story begins. At the start of our lives. All our hope, dreams and wishes. Whilst watching mother clean the dishes. Learning right from wrong. And singing awful songs. We laugh ; we play.
A perfect day is never spent wisely..
Where there are humans, life is destroyed.
I'm in paradise. Those few moments that I witnessed glistening glory; irreplaceable. The first thing you would notice is the hair. Oh the hair.
I am the original me. Take me while you can because you'll never find a copy.