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Hello again, and today is Wednesday, March 13, 2013. My parents are going to court again. As always, my mom is accusing my dad, who hasn't accused her yet, which I know he will.
"Why do people kill themselves?" Someone posed this question the other day, so here's my answer: People kill themselves because they simply are tired of their lives.
#acrostic S ound of the bell and the corridor filling, C an't stand the sight of the food that's grilling. H otdogs and pizzas, paninis and chips, O ver and over my stomach doing flips.
My mum and me, we argue. More often every day, And as the days go on now They've begun to escalate. We started out so well, When it's good, it's great.
#acrostic S elsdon changed to Quest, in my last year, C an't believe how many teachers left, they weren't staying here, H ow Quest put up gates, like a prison in my own school O nly had a year left...
I've been away for a while...let me make that a LONG while. I haven't written in ages and so am gunna start fresh.
Note: this is all purely fiction. I woke up at 4 a.m. to the racket of footsteps and voices.
1. Art, painting, and all creativity 2. Dancing, especially ballet 3. Listening to music and finding good songs 4. Hot chocolate, especially on a rainy or snowy day 5.
Hi everyone. Sorry I haven't updated this story in a while... I keep forgetting. I'll try to get the next chapter out quicker. Enjoy... I finish dusting the oak coffee table for the 100th time today.
Liliana is what I go by I am not real, I am a fictional character. But this opuss account is where I will share my stories... My made up, imaginary, realistic life.
Chapter 1 "Do we have to move?" I asked, distressed. "I know you like it here, but you need to give Florida a chance," she said. My mom wanted me to move to her home town.
I am back to Square One. Square One is the sad, lonesome square that prompted me to join OkCupid in a desperate attempt to progress to Square Two. What are these "Squares" you speak of, Victoria.
Laugh it off Let it go Forget your heart Apply what you know What's wrong And what's right The morals we're taught In the course of our life Follow your mind All knowing and factual I...
I'm only a little girl. In years, I'm just thirteen. So many things I do not know, So many things I have not seen. I don't want to get old, Or have children of my own.
I know I don't know much. And I know I'm still just a teen. But treating me like I'm two months old. Won't let me stand, only lean. I need to learn things on my own.
Lately I've had to think a lot about my future. It's that time when I have to choose my subjects for Leaving Cert, which means having some vague idea about what career path I want to take.
Chapter 1 I closed my eyes. Feeling the fresh, cold wind on my face. I stood there waiting, waiting till the right moment. "You get away from that cliff Jay!"' Mum said waving her arms.
16+ for language and content It's not that I know much I'm only sixteen But when I boil it down Sex is so mean I don't mean making love I don't mean "to fuck" I'm talking about genders And...
Hey people of earth.
Chapter 1 A usual Thursday night at home. After school babysit little sister Mandy. And like every Thursday at 6:00 sharp. It's a go fish marathon. "Got any 4's?" I asked mysteriously.
Urgh. Boys are overrated. Why can't girls see that. But no. They'd rather wear short skirts and see-through tops. Daisy-dukes and tops that have huge drops.
"15 years olds can't be in love, they have no idea what it is!" That is what my math teacher had said today.
I really freakin hate judgmental people. I listen to rock/screamo and I'm automatically "Emo" I also hate labels, it's crazy. Oh and when you like pop music, you're automatically "Preppy" Just wow ..
I really shouldn't be complaining about my life. I have a family, roof over my head, and food in the cupboard. But here I am, finding myself complaining, because that's what people do.