Tuesday, March 4, 2014
Sunday, March 2, 2014
I don't know what to do. Or what to say.
The only thing I can do is pray. And hope God has a plan... :/
Friday, February 21, 2014
This song Re:Voiced is terrific
Well I wont give up on us
God knows I'm tough enough
We've got a lot to learn
God knows we're worth it
I wont give up on us
Even if the skies get rough
Im giving you all my love
Im still looking up
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
Writing is amazing
Take a book for example. I can pick up a book and flip to a random page. Reading the third paragraph down the page, a picture is painted in my mind. I don't know much about the paragraph because I've never read the book. So I started from the beginning. I read a few chapters and then laid down on my couch with my eyes closed. The picture do the first chapters painted in my mind. It's like a movie. But you go at your own pace. Get confused and you can turn a page back. The words form together in a picture. A movie in your head. A go at your own pace movie always waiting for you to turn the page. It's amazing, or so I think.
The American school system is stupid
I dont care
about
cosθ
or why
carbon has
4 bonds.
Teach me
how to
not
hate myself
anymore
about
cosθ
or why
carbon has
4 bonds.
Teach me
how to
not
hate myself
anymore
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
When I was 13
there was a boy
who used to call me
fat
and
ugly
and
I always used to make
excuses up
for him
like
he got bullied himself
not by peers
but by
the voices in his mind
or
his parents were getting a
divorce
because
his dad ran off with
the blonde bimbo
from
the beauty salon
down the road
but
then
I took a step back
and
I realized
maybe he just hated me
so
I started to
hate
myself.
there was a boy
who used to call me
fat
and
ugly
and
I always used to make
excuses up
for him
like
he got bullied himself
not by peers
but by
the voices in his mind
or
his parents were getting a
divorce
because
his dad ran off with
the blonde bimbo
from
the beauty salon
down the road
but
then
I took a step back
and
I realized
maybe he just hated me
so
I started to
hate
myself.
(k o f)
The desire to self harm
I have the urge, a craving, to take a blade and watch the blood trickle down my arm. The urge to take all my problems away. A craving to feel normal
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