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Hi I'm Georgia and... I'm a little bit mad sometimes, people say I'm crazy. I'm very shy, but try to be confident around my friends.
I tried my best, Gave it all I got, But what did I get. A miss. A pointless shot. Days I worked, Weeks I tried, Months i studied, Years I mined...
I am so very sorry, For all the pain and worry. The depression and sadness, Must drive you to madness. Sometimes I can't help it, I get stuck in a pit. A black abyss, Empty of bliss.
'Seahorses, hey. I love seahorses.. I really love seahorses.' Ceren said when Eddie replied to her sad muttering of female submission in nature, with 'What about seahorses.
I'm a living, dead shade of myself, walking through an absurd daze, please help. One moment warm as a summerdice, next you freeze cold as coldest dry ice. I want us to feel good together.
I'm sick of reflections. I've smashed all the mirrors. But the images keep projecting. Someone I don't recognise. Even the reflection from my phone. Seems to tease my mind.
@KezzaWildOne Kelsey Raynor, what the fuck d'you think you're doing. You're cutting. BECAUSE OF ME.
"Bitch." the biting tone brought me back to reality; the words stung and my face flushed but I guess I deserve ever bit of abuse that comes my way.
Don't worry, I'll try to keep on smiling. As much as life may hurt me, I'll carry on trying. I hCan you save me. Can you save me from the nothing I've become, come and find me, I need you here.
Hesitantly I open the gate With a creak and a squawk and a sigh Ivy covered with wrought iron curls There's more than meets the eye.
You say you're ok, But you can't fool me: I know those green eyes too well To ignore the missing sparkle; The tone of your voice Flat, lacking the usual joy, Gives away the truth; I can tell when...
This may sound a bit weird but don't diss me for saying this.
Feather sits alone, In the middle of her bed, Riotous, unhappy thoughts, Running through her head.
Two of these: /\__/\' /\ /\ /\ | -,- | | |_| |_| | ^^^^ \_ _/ / \ / \ | | / \ | | | | ' | | I'm followed by my demons, I just can't...
Exhaustion is a place I visit a lot. Its not on any map. But all roads lead there. It's a place where I discover tears, emotions torn to shreds. Sensitive to the slightest word or touch.
There's a bottle full of tears in her dresser drawer. There's a lifetime of regrets knocking at her door. There's a glimmer of hope she chooses to ignore.
I think you should read my story. The story of how I feel. I thinj you should read my story. This is my ordeal. Today I felt that emptiness. That lonliness within. No reason to be here.
I'm sure something has broken his foundation. I could tell by looking at him even on a screen. The magic of apple mac. But I could tell and I could see it in his eyes. Something is very wrong.
Little faith and disappointment joins the bacteria, viruses, and deadly microbes in the air. It makes for an infectious concoction, that kills what what little hopes I have.
Waa waa waa waa Usually it didn't bother her But today was different Today she didn't have an answer Waa waa waa waa She felt the darkness closing in She felt numb No feeling in her motherly...
I used to cry. Didn't want to die. But now my eyes are dry. I do not fear. My time is near. My life empty of cheer. It is so easy. It is scary. But won't be today. I know what. I've got to do.
9:35pm Your hands are trembling as you write your letter. You write about how no one cares. The ink smudges as your tears drop onto the letter. Your suicide letter.
All I need's a moment. A little space for me. Some chillout time inside my mind. Where no-one else will be. I'll sit there quite happy. Just some solitude. Is all I need before I feed.
It isn't easy being me As hard as that is for you to believe it to be I've got snakes and backstabbers following me around Fights and haters always coming around Jealousy and hating becomes a...