Let's go somewhere where no one knows our name; and invent ourselves again.
Attention, please if you will, take the time out of your precious day to be a kind human and send me some anonymous questions on Tumblr, or even follow me I'd you like my blog.
@distraught.
Will you ever tell me. Someone said you would; but its not certain. Will I ever hear the truth from your lips. Someone said I would; but its not certain. Will you ever feel what you did before.
Was it wrong to think that everything you said was real. Was it wrong to believe you when you said that you loved me and the others that claimed to must not have because they didn't treat me right...
I actually hate myself for being unable to rid my mind of you. I hate that after everything we had and went through and talked about, you did exactly what everyone else has done to me.
And the dark abyss was the only thing that comforted her..
Shattered tears, Thoughtful fears, Words unsaid, A past re-read, Lost loves, And white doves, The world's scarred; Snakes, stones, Broken bones, Words hurt, Leave a mark,.
The tears fall fast The memories flood in The world spins And thoughts become insane.
Everyone blames society for driving them into addictions and depression, but the funny thing is, is that you yourself, are a part of society.. Why not just say you are the creator, not society?.
Isn't your house supposed to be a nice warm, happy place for your family, and laughs, a place called home. Well how can this house be called a home.
The world has lost sight in everything; We think that when people hate life, they're seeking attention. When people are telling the truth, they're lying.
The pages of these stories are burnin' up,. The colors of these rainbows are turnin' black,. I've been where you are now,. Hiding in the shadows,. I know,.
Feeling down. I'll be here to help bring that around. Need someone to talk to. I'll help you through your tears because I know. Having troubles speaking. I'll help you keep from breaking..
Why should you tell someone that they are worthless. What satisfaction do you get out of wishing death upon someone. What makes you happy, about causing someone to live their life hopeless.