My writing is my life, my passion, my feelings, if you deny my writing, you deny me.
Are scene's and emo's really that different. A scene is in love with an emo, but he doesn't feel the same. She's heartbroken but she won't give up... She dreams of him day and night.
I turn my back for a breif second to listen to the speaker, and as I look away, my personal notebook is thrown into the wrong hands. He looks through it, then draws in it. He throws it back.
He asks me if I'm mad at him, he asks why I keep to myself, but my answer is always the same,. "don't worry about it...".
Kayla held me tight. I pushed her off and I stood up. Marcus had his fists clenched and Kayla had her gilt look on.
I was coughing up blood and gasping for air. Marcus was shaking but he gave me pain medicine and Kayla patched me up. It wasn't a lot but I was able to walk. "...I'm fine.
I held the two pistles in my hands tight as my friends and I walked down the road. It was quiet. The sun was setting. And the world was at an end soon. "There!" I whispered to them.
The elevator keeps climbing higher and higher. Endless. I feel like the space is closing in.
A best friend would joke first then help you up after you fall... A true friend would give anything to be in your life....
What's the meaning of life. I mean, most just throw it away and don't live... Most just live life and live through their pain and suffering...
What is sleep, really. Everyone says it's a time when our bodies need to shut down and rest. But...I think of sleep as a time to see what our minds are really filled with...a bad imagination.
Nothing I say comes out right, I can't love without a fight, no one knows my name, when I pray for sun it rains.
Tears... Is rain on your cheeks... Appear when you are sad....or maybe very happy.. Make other's cry too if they see tears on you... Rain.... Is tears from the heavens....
When the sky is at it's darkest... When the moon reflects upon us... When the stars shine their brightest... Night is full of beautiful things.
What is love. Some say it is the best thing in life. Some say it makes you want to die. So...what should I believe. What is the feeling of love. Will I ever know.