My Life. Pt1
Ok, ok stay calm Trixi it's only a few people from school, no deal right. Just blend in with the crowd and pretend to be texting Alex. Yeah they won't recognise if you blend in. "Oi.
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Ok, ok stay calm Trixi it's only a few people from school, no deal right. Just blend in with the crowd and pretend to be texting Alex. Yeah they won't recognise if you blend in. "Oi.
Sick For one week The questions return Not at all meek 'What happened?' 'Will she be gone longer?' 'Why now?' 'Did depression return full throttle?' 'Will she cry?' 'Or will she hide?' 'Will she...
Having one of those days where my mind feels all screwed up and I want to crawl into the comfort of isolation. But I can't do that, I can't slip into that again.
Lachlan and Jess watched me intently. My head was spinning so I just sat down. My life was going to get a whole lot worse. I was already 'mentally unstable' and now I was crushing on a wolf as well.
At this point in my life I am minimizing all the negativity and all the people that has been dwelling on the same problem for years.
It's like a spider, that clambers down your spine, Or a serpent, slithering down a vine. Whatever it is, it's definitely foreboding, Because it destroys all of your feelings that are outgoing.
You should know, bullying hurts. It starts with one word, one word you blurt. Fat, ugly, worthless. These are the words they hear. Did you know, your their biggest fear.
Lachlan looked up at me, his silvery eyes pleading. I didn't know what to say to him, I hadn't known since he saved me from myself.
In presence, I'm here In mind, I'm not For I live in my imagination, In reality I rot The world is too harsh And so I run away To that place in my head Where I can be happy every day My body has...
Me and my ex are separated and we have been for a while and are both in relationships now.
Hmm... Idk but I think I'm the only one reading this.. Anybody?.
#emotion#fanatical The tap is running And I'm still scrubbing Lost count start again.... Always 13 times Some think it's a crime Lost count start again....
Sunday morning breaks like a back, Like a twenty-foot wave, Beating my body to A sand-worn and battered heap; Can I not have peace, Can I not stay asleep.
Many great things. May happen to you. But no matter what. You'll always feel blue. You'll laugh. And you'll cry. This doesn't matter. You'll just wanna die. People won't know. They don't understand.
Under the covers I can hide away. Hide from words that hurt me. Faces that scowl in my direction. Under the covers I am left be. Under the covers I don't hear. Negativity pouring off the tongue.
His name is Avery. He's the kind of boy who keeps to himself, who stays in the background. He's been around for a while: sixteen years. But he knows that he is still naïve about the world.
Dear mother, You think my life is all fun and games. Well let me tell you something, it's the exact opposite.
Shanea chucked all of her belongings in her bags, and ran into the bathroom, and locked the door, the guys had left her about 10 minutes later, each with a kiss on the cheek and a firm hug.
Help me. Close your eyes and lay your head beside me. Melt all of the ice inside me. Touch me. Let me feel your fingers warmth. Push my black hair back and forth. Don't lose me.
Untouchable,. Collapsible,. Unspoken,. Chemicals tainted your insides,. You whispered you were unbroken,. As you shattered your bones,.
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Hello Everyone, I am happy to announce that I have just received the results of my tests from the Psychiatric Hospital of the planet Zorg, and they have confirmed beyond all doubt that I am stark...
Living in hell,. Down into dark,. I fell,. Aimless wanderer,. Lost, escaping myself,. My minds my prison cell,. From what I can tell,. I threw away the key. And blinded myself. from the sun,.
I am depression The raging river of darkness That cuts through your conscience The dread you fear Whispering in your ear I am depression I feed on your pain With that so much power do I gain I...