xxMaddixx101 posted a quote
March 19, 2013 12:44am UTC
Have you ever had one of those days when nothing seems to go well and it seem like every one you love is turning their back on you and friendships fall at your feet. and there is nothing you can do to stop it. and you just hold in the tears all day then you get to your room slam the door and just cry till your eyes are raw and you think theres no more tears and then you realise that you have to go back tomorrow.
heyyitsaleeeex posted a quote
March 19, 2013 12:45am UTC
Don't you hate that? Like bad guys, you're like I just want to get over you; I just want you out of my life. And as soon as you stop thinking about them, they'll send you a text message or they'll call you 'cause they know you just stopped thinking about them. It's like a radar.
Suicide it just to easy. so I take the blade and cut my skin cut by cut I breathe again. The tears are gone Are shed no longer The music plays But I can't hear The sound of the blade is just now here. My eyes they shine in the dull room light They are not alive but died with the quake The blood drips no more the floor stained red With blood so bright It looks to me that suicide was just to easy.
jane :-)* posted a quote
March 19, 2013 12:54am UTC
This girl Waits at the corner for This boy Freewheeling on his bicycle. She holds A flower in her hand A gold flower In her hands she holds The sun. With power between his thighs The boy Comes smiling to her He rides A bicycle that glitters like The wind. This boy this girl They walk In step with the wind Arm in arm They climb the level street To where Laid on the glittering handlebars The flower Is round and shining as The sun
02/02/00 I feel death knocking at my door like some hoe asking for more To sleep is a big challenge Cause I hear the demons telling me I will die A BIG DARK angel tells me my end is coming near ** TAKE your LIFE NOW and suffer LESS when I get TO YOU*** So You SEE I FEEL death knocking at my door … like some hoe asking for MORE….
jane :-)* posted a quote
March 19, 2013 1:18am UTC
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.