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Quotes added on Monday, June 9 2014

  1. seafoam* seafoam*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:15am UTC
    What's the fun in
    DOING WHAT YOU'RE TOLD?
    Format by Breeze

  2. xAshleyLuvsBVB xAshleyLuvsBVB
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:27am UTC
    You don't really care.

  3. xAshleyLuvsBVB xAshleyLuvsBVB
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:29am UTC
    Brb while I cry myself to sleep again.


  4. posted a quote
    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
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  5. headupxxfeetdownlow headupxxfeetdownlow
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:41am UTC
    Have you ever just wanted to leave and never come back,
    just run until you can't run anymore,
    just cry until the last tear drops?
    . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
    Yeah, me too!

  6. headupxxfeetdownlow headupxxfeetdownlow
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:45am UTC
    is it bad that i wish you weren't leaving?

  7. headupxxfeetdownlow headupxxfeetdownlow
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:53am UTC
    i'm just scared...
    scared you'll find someone better
    scared you'll forget about me
    scared this won't work
    scared you'll fall out of love with me
    scared you won't come back to me
    ...i'm just scared

  8. headupxxfeetdownlow headupxxfeetdownlow
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 12:59am UTC
    Long distance relationships are new to me...
    i just don't know what to do

  9. polaroidmgc* polaroidmgc*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:05am UTC
    If you want a rainbow
    you have to deal with the rain. .

  10. Ashleyray123 Ashleyray123
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:06am UTC
    A pain no one sees
    Funny how I get made to feel like such a zero
    Today someone told me that I was their hero
    Funny how I get made to feel like I'm stupid and vain
    Nobody knows how deeply I think
    Or how I go through so much pain
    No, I am not selfish
    I have a sickness inside
    Something controls my mind
    It makes me want to hide
    It makes me hate myself
    I don't starve myself to hurt another
    No, this isn't
    to hurt my parents, sister, or brother
    Just me, this is about me
    Why do they not see?
    Why am I made to feel
    Like I am to blame
    Why do I live
    With all of this shame?
    Always thinking
    Yet they think I don't think
    My disorder is my friend
    Yet it kills me inside
    It makes me hate myself
    It makes me want to hide
    An ordinary girl
    Is what they see
    Nothing special
    Nothing bright
    Not smart or pretty
    Maybe I wouldn't have so much hate
    For myself, if they taught me
    How to feel good about being me
    They see me, but they don't see
    Who I am inside
    I may as well be invisible
    Since I always hide
    Since no one listens
    I may as well not speak
    Since they think I fake things
    I may as well act weak
    I know how loudly I speak
    Not out loud
    In my mind
    I am lost
    And search for something
    That I can never find
    I have a home
    That doesn't feel like home
    And a voice that goes unheard
    Since no one ever listens
    I may as well not speak a word
    This poem is about how I get made to feel invisible and unheard, by people around me, especially my family. And how no one really understands what its like to have an eating disorder, unless they are going through it themselves.

  11. tedsweeran tedsweeran
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:13am UTC
    Accidental Love
    Taylors POV
    -3 weeks later-
    It's been 3 weeks since I fainted. I'm still not awake. I'm in some kind of coma, I think. I don't know when I will wake up,
    but I've been having flashbacks of when I was littler.
    -3 years ago, 14 years old-
    I sat by the river, with my best friend, Destiny.
    "Taylor.. I'm sorry.." she said.
    "What for?"
    "I broke my 133 days. I cut last night." She said, crying.
    "Destiny.. It's okay.. I swear. I know you cant stay 133 days clean. It's okay. I know."
    "Taylor.. thank you. I love you!" She said, I know she meant friend ways.
    "I love you too, but it's late.. shouldn't you go home?"
    "Yeah, I'll see you .. tomorrow." She said.
    With that, she left and I went home.
    Little did I know, tomorrow was...
    Never.
    The next morning I recieved a message.
    It was from destiny. All it said was: "Goodbye, Taylor. I'm sorry."
    What did she mean?
    I called her, what, 12 times?
    She was dead. She committed suicide.
    My best friend.
    GONE.
    -End of flashback-
    I start moving a little.
    I woke up.
    "Taylor?" I looked up and saw my dad.
    "Dad...?"
    "Yes, honey. It's your dad. I know you just woke up, but you have to go to a mental hospital. We can't take you home."
    "What!? No! I want to go home! Dad, please!!!"
    "No honey. I'm sorry we have to do this. Its for the best." He gave me a sad smile and walked out. My mom walked in.
    "Taylor! My baby..." She said, crying.
    "Mom.. Why can't I stay home.. I don't want to go to that hospital.. I'm fine I swear!"
    "Taylor.. you have too.. The doctors are taking you tomorrow. You are only staying in there for the rest of the year. It's October now.. 2 months. If you don't get better then you have to stay there.."
    I put my hands over my face. I wish I died. I really wish.
    2 hours pass and I am actually really tired from the pills I have to take for now.
    It's 11:00, and I'm leaving for the hospital tomorrow. I hope it's close to home.
    I fall asleep into a deep sleep.
    -her dream-
    "I love you baby!" The mystery man said.
    "I love you so so much!" I say back.
    I kiss him then I walk into the house.
    "Taylor baby! I'm glad you found 'The One'" My mother said, laughing.
    She hands me my dress. My wedding dress.
    I put it on. I love it!
    I got a specialist to do my make up and hair.
    Next thing I know, I'm walking to my soon-to-be-husband.
    I smile and I walk to him and he takes my hands.
    We say our vows, and he almost kissed me ( but I woke up )
    -END-
    I wake up wondering who the man in my dream was.. he looked fimiliar..
    I sigh and the doctors tell me to get up so we can leave.
    There are little kids out there! I have cuts all the way up my arms!
    I also have a rope burn on my neck. I sigh and I look in the mirror and I brush my curly blonde hair.
    My eyes are filled with.. regret.
    I regret trying to kill myself. It didn't work and I'm stuck in a mental house now!
    I take my pills and I wait until they come in. They walk me out the door.
    "Mommy! Whats all over her arms? They look like they hurt!"
    "What happened! Did you get hurt?"
    A lot of other stuff was asked by little kids. I look at their mothers and I half smile. I want to be a mother, honestly.
    One of them looked so sad for me.
    Why? I'm not anything special.
    We go into thr car/ambulance thing and they take me to the mental place.
    We walk in and I already hate it!
    I look around and I feel like crying.
    I see people with bruises, and I see people with scars.
    They are so beautiful, why did they want to hurt themselves?
    Someone looks at me and smiles. I smile back. She looks so nice, and pretty.
    The doctors talk to the other girl who works here and then tells me goodbye. She walks out. Now I'm stuck here.
    I walk over to that girl. I'm still wearing what I wore when I tried to kill myself.
    A white T-shirt with grey sweat pants. I'm also wearing black vans.
    "Hello.." she said, very shy.
    'Hi. I'm Taylor." I smile.
    "I'm Demi. Nice to meet you!" She says.
    "Why are you here? If you don't mind telling me..."
    "Oh.. I'm here because of drugs/selfharm.."
    "I'm here because I tried to uh.. kill myself.."
    "I-I'm sorry.."
    "Its fine. So tell me about yourself."
    "Oh wow um.. My full name is Demetria Devonne Lovato, I was born in texas... Uh... My dad was a drunk.. he abused me.. umm.."
    We talked for hours. Maybe she could be my new best friend. I really think she's nice.
    She's leaving when I am too.
    Maybe this won't be so bad, after all.
    (A/N: I'm posting another chapter after this.)

  12. Last Serenade* Last Serenade*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:33am UTC
    I won't deny my heart the right to beat faster when she appears, I won't deny it the right to be followed, to try, I won't deny my heart it's privilage to be torn or shattered if failed or if caught in confusion, even abandoned. I can't deny myself the right to break and i won't. If I break, at least I can live without regret of not ever trying to follow my dreams and heart.

  13. Last Serenade* Last Serenade*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:34am UTC
    I won't deny my heart the right to beat faster when she appears, I won't deny it the right to be followed, to try, I won't deny my heart it's privilege to be torn or shattered if failed or if caught in confusion, even abandoned. I can't deny myself the right to break and i won't. If I break, at least I can live without regret of not ever trying to follow my dreams and heart.

  14. Last Serenade* Last Serenade*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:36am UTC
    I think I've gone completely mad, bonkers, off the edge of sanity.
    I love every minute of it.

  15. Last Serenade* Last Serenade*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:37am UTC
    I seem to let passion easily slip out of my mouth

  16. br0kenwings br0kenwings
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:49am UTC
    MY MOMMA MAPPED OUT
    the road that she knows,
    WHICH HANDS YOU SHAKE
    and which hands you hold.
    © format coded by: br0kenwings
    Please don't remove this!

  17. Ashleyray123 Ashleyray123
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 1:50am UTC
    Things that hurt
    When you feel tired and can't close your eyes
    When you have so much pain and you can't even cry
    When you ignore the truth and believe every lie
    When you have a voice than no one hears
    When your eyes are never dry
    When they are always filled with tears
    When you are hungry
    And you cannot eat
    When you hate your reflection
    From your head to your feet
    When you suffer
    And no one cares
    Yet you always feel judged
    Like everybody stares
    When you are so lost
    That you forget who you were
    When you endure so much bad
    You think nothing good can occur
    When people see you
    And they laugh or they leave
    When no one sees the marks
    Hidden under your sleeve
    And no one sees the lonliness
    Inside of your eyes
    No one sees what you see in the mirror
    A girl you despise
    When you have so much to say
    And it all goes to waste
    When you go through your day
    And you don't understand why you are here
    When you are so used to crying
    And living in fear
    When you feel so cold
    And you can't make it go away
    When you dread every night
    And every single day
    When you are seen yet ignored
    When you are heard yet unhead
    When you are quiet as a mouse
    And as caged as a bird
    When you want to be free
    Yet you cannot escape the pain
    When you want a little sun
    But there is just too much rain
    When you can see yourself
    But your perception is wrong
    When you wish you could go back
    To the beautiful person you had been all along
    This poem is entitled "things that hurt" but its not about typical everyday things like a break up or something. Again, like much of my poems, this one focuses on my eating disorder, self harm, and depression


  18. posted a quote
    January 1, 1970 12:00am UTC
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  19. Ashleyray123 Ashleyray123
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 2:05am UTC
    I don't find really long quotes boring at all. The longer the quote, the more interesting it is to me, but maybe that's because I like to read. But I know lots of people like short, simple quotes. If you don't like reading lots of long, creative quotes, or if you don't like poetry, my quotes probably won't interest you

  20. Jay* Jay*
    posted a quote
    June 9, 2014 2:52am UTC
    The feeling you get in the morning when you really can't be arsed to move out of bed because you don't have energy well that's how I feel this morning :/

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