Thorns as sharp as blades, and welting roses too. Bruises cover her body, and you don't have a clue. Swollen eyes and a broken heart, crimson escapes from her wrist, for she is just like the fog, and dissapears like the mist.
If a person laughs too much, even at stupid things, they're lonely deep inside.. If a person sleeps a lot, they are sad.. If a person speaks less, but speaks fast, they keep secrets.. If someone can't cry, they're weak.. If someone eats in an abnormal manner, they're tense.. If someone cries on little things, they're innocent & soft-hearted. If someone becomes angry over silly or pretty (small) things, it means they need love.. Try to understand people.
• • • • • • • • • R.I.P Angel you were 6 weeks old, barley knew me, but yet loved me. I was in the process of nursing you myself like you were my own child, but you were just a kitten. I had you for a week, in that small period of time I grew closer to you, it was like having a baby to myself; until it became time you started getting sick. We were going to take you to the vet Monday, 5/6/13. That day I came home from school my mom was bawling, I looked at her and ran to my bed room. There you were, you were laying there on my blankets gone.. Your precious blue eyes were open, and your mouth was open, but you wasn't breathing. I've never bawled so hard in three days like I have since your death. I can't remember ever crying when a family member has passed on, so why did I bawl so much over a 6 week old kitten? Because, she was like my own child, I was in the process of nursing her, and giving her all the love & attention she needed. I gave her everything, I blame myself for her death.. But it wasn't my fault that she had Feline Leukeima.. She suffered the whole weekend & then gave up on Monday. Jesus, take care of her. Please.♥ nmf • • • • • • • • •
Stop falling. Stop listening. Stop texting back. stop worrying. stop getting your hopes up. stop telling yourself this ones different. You've heard this story time after time and time before and you know how it ends. He's playing that game you keep losing. nmf
BravoSierra's format Don't tell me I don't have any reason to be depressed and should that I should open my eyes and look around me. on this "beautiful world." It only proves what you know about me. proves that you can't imagine what I see through my eyes and whats happening inside my head. I can't find any happiness. I can't see any beauty. around me - only pain. artificiality and hopelessness. nmf
I think the more you GET TO KNOW SOMEONE THE MORE Beautiful they become TO YOU. SURE THE MYSTEY GOES AWAY... but when you see something deeper, that means you conncted with them.. they became apart of you. nmf