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I guess you could say im talented, maybe even exceptional. Well, thats what the Hartley academy for exceptional young minds thought, anyway.
Sometimes i want to Be on my own Sometimes i want to Be left alone Sometimes i want to Escape from the madness Sometimes i want to Get away from the sadness Always i need to Be strong.
Dear lads fighting outside my house, Think your big and tough. Wait until you see me coming. Its dangerous to wake me up. Sincerely, the girl about to kick your ass..
I have a bit of a craving, So im going to ikea tomorrow. To drive us all the way there, My friends mum i will borrow. Waking up nice and early, Ready to feed my desire.
I have to get out of here, away from all the crowds of people. I need to escape to a safe place, for not only my safety, but for everybody around me as well.
#favouritethings I love writing. Being able to create a whole new world from the tip of my pen. I am limitless. I can do and write absolutely anything that i choose, and nobody can tell me otherwise.
#favouritethings Singing is expression. It is being able to show how i feel in a single note. The tones and texture that create a deeper understanding of what i am singing about.
To be honest, i think that the invention of the self-filing dishwasher would make my day. I hate my dishwasher, it annoys me..
"When i am attacked by gloomy thoughts, nothing helps me so much as running to my books. They quickly absorb me ad banish the clouds from my mind.".
Wanting to read a good book, any suggestions??.
Hospital waiting room, Been sat here way too long. The appointment waiting time, Is most definitely wrong. 40 minutes is what they predicted, That i'd be sat in here.
@naaviie improv challenge I looked at myself in the mirror, trying to understand why my mother has so much distain for me. I have the same red curls as her, and the same big green eyes.
I was walking home with pouring rain all around me, the murky puddles seeping through my shoes.
There are so many people who think that just because some kids are stupid and make wrong decisions in their lives that all kids are like this.
The moon is gone Gone i say.
Seeing that one person that you want but cant have, every single day, bringing so much heartache. Seeing that one person with someone else, happy and laughing, while my heart is shattering.
He walks So confidently Over to her He talks So smoothly Only to her She smiles So happy Only for him She hugs So warm Only to him I sit And watch My heart breaks Only when he does... The walk.
When i was little i use to look out of the car window to see the moon because i thought it was following me, now I'm older i realise how silly that is, but that hasn't stopped me from doing it..
Open my eyes. My ceiling i see. Get out of bed. A new day awaits me. Look in the mirror. A ghastly reflection. Hair uncontrollable. An awful complexion. Wash and scrub. With lotions and potions.
When i was young my parents always told me not to be greedy and to be thankful for what you have got. But when monopoly comes out, all of those morals are completely trashed..
Bright new opportunities Are headed my way, My life in england now Is one that cannot stay. A new place beckons me To come and say hello, It is amazing over there And soon its time to go.
Once upon a time there was a boy called john, and he didn't know what to write for his first opuss..
Hands in his pockets Not a care in the world. Sauntering, Above it all. Nothing for him, Will ever fall. Going through life, So carelessly Nothing could bother him Well, Thats what we see.
The lines of time Will never know, The happiness That comes to show. The relationships That start to grow, The seeds of life They begin to sow.
Acting on an anonymous phone call, the police raid a house to arrest a suspected murderer. They don't know what he looks like but they know his name is John and that he is inside the house.
Night-time is When i start to think, Night-time is When i start to sink, Into the feelings I usually ignore, Into the thoughts That constantly thaw.
She is you mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your best and worst, and loves you anyway.
"The mind is an abyss, the further you look into it the harder it is to see" - me.