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posted by BeautifulBlaze
Ground control to major Tom
Take your protein pills and put your kofia, chapeo on
(Ten) Ground control (Nine) to major Tom (Eight)
(Seven, six) Commencing countdown (Five), engines on (Four)
(Three, two) Check ignition (One) and may Gods (Blastoff) upendo be with you.

This is ground control to major Tom, you've really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts wewe wear
Now it's time to leave the capsule if wewe dare.

This is major Tom to ground control, I'm stepping through the door
And I'm floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
For here am I sitting in a tin...
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posted by malmcd

What Makes Us Human.

What makes us human?
Is it that are minds work?
Her hands move?
Are bodies feel?
Or is it that we all have emotions?
What makes us human?
Is it that we all have hair?
Or eyes?
Or lips?
Or ears?
What makes us human?
Is it the Bones in are body that make us move?
Or how we all think?
What makes us human?


I want to thank....

snootygirl50701- (Maria Masion

wewe were my first REAL friend on here that I got in touch with. You've helped me through hard times and I've help you. I now your secrets and I'm glade that I was the first person wewe told about what could...
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posted by allicyn123
Izzy blinked her eyes open and stared at the small space. As she stood up and yawned she realized the pile of pillows and two blankets that she was sleeping on and a box. She crawled over to the box and opened it, inside was a huge stack of papers, a box of pencils and colored pencils along with some paints. Izzy peeked out the small hole in the door and herd footsteps coming her way. Izzy peered through the hole as A green skinned figure creeped into the closet "Mother? what are wewe doing in my closet?" Izzy recognized Dana's voice and the green figure turned and Griffens voice rumbled "I...
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posted by malmcd
Dear Self

What if wewe don’t wake up tomorrow?
What if this is your last siku on this earth?
What if that two dakika conversation wewe had with your mother two hours ago, was the last time wewe ever spoke to her?
What if wewe never ever would hear him laugh, see his smile au talk to him ever again?
What if wewe later this night take your last breath?
What then?
Would wewe be proud of the life wewe have lived?
Will wewe regret something that wewe did au did not say?
Would wewe be proud of how people would remember you?
Would wewe regret not taking zaidi chances, au not telling him what wewe really feel for him?

I see a world of darkness and my hands are shaking..
My legs are numb..
My eyes heavy..
My moyo racing..
Blacking out..
Will pills in my hands..
Hoping that they'll end the pain and I'll sleep forever..
Maybe this will be my last goodbye..
My final breath..
posted by BooBooBear981
I know what it's like to be scared.
And most people even think I'm brave.
But the don't really see the truth behind my lies.
Because on the inside I'm not the brave cat.
I'm the poor mouse, trapped in the darkness of the corner
But the darkness and the corner is my life.
Because really....

I'm scared of the dark, and that evil will corner my life

I'm scared of being left alone because someone will hurt me

I'm scared of death, even when I look it in the face.

I'm scared of pain, even though I have it.

I'm scared of knives and blades, because I've pulled them zaidi than once.

I'm scared of evil, because...
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When I blink my eyes open, I'm curled in the bay window, Anneri Sleeping on my chest. When I wake she stirs and blinks her eyes. "Darka! Finally your awake, it's already noon!" Noo, mom will be gone to work for a pocket of change and Dad'll be out drinking it away. Anneri climbs over me and I sit up warily. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a deck of cards. I laugh softly, Anneri was a wiz at cards mostly, poker. She smiles and opens the deck pulling out a peice of paperwork it and unfolds it. "Well Darka wewe better get playing cuz after yesterday's terrible failure it's Anneri 35 and...
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posted by malmcd
Millions of Miles Apart

    From the moment your born somewhere out there wewe have a true love. At less that’s what they say? They say there’s one person who has the same moyo strings as wewe and they complete you. And there’s nothing that can keep wewe apart from one another...But what if my one true upendo isn’t here? I mean what if I never find him au her if that’s the case which I hope it’s not. I don’t know what to say but I’m different from the rest...What if there’s no one out there for me?
    My name is Sunflower I was born on the...
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I stare up at my little red ballon....
Floating above me,
Without a care in the world.
I wish to be like my little red ballon..
I want to fly..
So I can fly away from all the.
Hurt and Pain
And Scars and sadness..
I want to fly away from this colorless world..
And be free..
And just not care
Not care about what everyone thinks
So says au does..
Just float.
So I alisema to myself..
Why don't wewe go learn how to fly?
Why don't wewe try to learn?
So wewe my be free..
And then I got this crazy I idea that...
What if I jumped from a really high place..
And maybe just maybe I'd just know what to do..
As I walk shaky up to the edge I see a never ending life of sadness in front of me..
But if I look up I see a life of happiness and I now I want to go there...
Just one zaidi step..
And I'll fly..
Just like my little red ballon..
And be free..

posted by malmcd
Okay here;s what's going on...

I found help and I made it to a phone in time I was brought to the doctors and ER and whatever.

The reason why I keep on passing out is because I triggered something in my spine that leads to my nerves and I messed it all up. I was also put on some new meds that help with sleep they messed up everything also but also I've been really sad lately..And the reason behind that is some meds I have to take everyday..

I take two pills in the morning because I need help focusing because when I was younger my mind couldn't tell what was fiction and what was reality I would get Lost in my mind and sometimes couldn;t find a way out..But as I'm getting older those meds are working against me and in there theres some type of thing that triggers depression so I am no only taking those..

I'm really sick the doctor said..
And another thing,,
I came out..
I told my mother what I'd been doing..
About the pills..
So were working that out to..
posted by malmcd
The blade shines through the darkness
Calling my name
Pretending to be a friend of mine
And I find that i can't resist
It seems so easy
Always being careful
Hiding the scars from the world
And never letting on how much it hurts
When people don't see what's in front of them
I'm invisible to them
And they don't know
How the blade punishes me
Telling me the blood will make it better
But it never does for long
It only makes things worse
Harder to deal with
Harder to keep going
Harder to fight
It's never the right thing to do
But still I find myself falling into the trap
Everytime it gets worse
Days and nights pass
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posted by SongGirl50701
 Crazy Girl
Crazy Girl
Crazy Girl

"I don't know what I did to deserve this."
"I just want to curl up and just die in the core of the earth."
"I've never felt so alone. I don't know why they called me all those mean names. I just want to fit in."

Soon there will be laughter instead of the voices.
The new ditches are dug with Satin softly speaking towards us to drag the blade.
Names marked on us like banners, but they don't understand decide to cut wewe and deny their skill while they tear wewe apart.
oh, either way would have been the way to awaken from the depths.

So the Angel of me dies with the screams of my blood.
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Chapter 16- The swali and Caring

    “The Omega Dimension we can’t go there!” alisema Musa
    “Remember the last time we went there!” alisema Timmy
    “We barley made it out!” alisema Flora
    “Were else is it as cold as the Omega Dimension?” Asked Viva
    “There lots of other places were it’s cold!” alisema Stella
    “Like what? Asked Artista.
    “I don’t but I bet there is!” alisema Stella.
    “I promised Lunette...
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My Dreams, My Hopes and Wishes...My Story.
My Story...

    My Name is Mallory E. McDonald. I was born in Maine and I’m 13 years old. I’m a dancer at T’n t Dance Studio and I’ve been dancing for 11 years now. I was born with an eye condition, in other words I can only see out of one eye at a time. So when I was in third grade my eye doctor finally saw that I had a problem but it was to late. So in third grade I had to learn how to read and write all over again. I was called names because I had to have help and extra class’s because I still needed to learn how to...
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posted by anniewannie

In the beginning, that's the word everyone feels whenever they think of someone special.
upendo is the word that brings people happiness.
It gives them life, meaning, hope and faith because one man and one woman, thinks that they're always going to be together.

But in the end, upendo is nothing. Nothing compared to hatred au hurt. upendo only causes pain to those who want to be loved.
upendo is breaking someone's moyo whenever wewe hear that person say, "I don't upendo you."
upendo brings tears to those who are broken.
upendo always has something else with it.

Sometimes it brings pain.

All those things are what upendo has brought. Though some people fight for their love, evillness came raging back until it overwhelmes wewe with such force.

It's normal. It's life. It sometimes feels just right.

upendo sometimes comes with a dream, but leaves with a nightmare.
 What I don't understand is how a person can tell wewe so many lies and never feel bad about it.
What I don't understand is how a person can tell you so many lies and never feel bad about it.
 Falling in upendo is like jumping off a really tall building. Your head tells you, "Idiot, you're going to DIE!" But your moyo tells you, "Don't worry Pretty Girl wewe can FLY."
Falling in love is like jumping off a really tall building. Your head tells you, "Idiot, you're going to DIE!" But your heart tells you, "Don't worry Pretty Girl you can FLY."
 wewe can't make the same mistake twice, the sekunde time. It's not a mistake, it's a CHOICE.
You can't make the same mistake twice, the second time. It's not a mistake, it's a CHOICE.
 wewe should know kwa now that when I smile and say "Yeah, I'm fine." It's a code for: "NO! I'm not OKAY and I feel like my world is CRASHING DOWN AROUND ME!"
You should know by now that when I smile and say "Yeah, I'm fine." It's a code for: "NO! I'm not OKAY and I feel like my world is CRASHING DOWN AROUND ME!"
 Eventually, wewe stop caring. Eventually it stops being the most important thing in your life.
Eventually, you stop caring. Eventually it stops being the most important thing in your life.
posted by mini_mm
I'm just a girl

I never win

But I try to fit in

I'm just a girl

I keep back my tears

And hide my fears

I'm just a girl

I always fake smiles

But sometimes I laugh for miles

I'm just a girl

I stand up tall,

Even when I fall

I'm just a girl

I cover the truth

'Cause I'm still in my youth

I'm just a girl

I still get afraid

But i know the stars are there behind the shade

I'm just a girl

I tend to forget

But people live their lives with no regrets

I'm just a girl

I know I will Fly,high and free

Just wait and see

I'm just a girl

I'll take the pain I got in my moyo and head

And put it in a song instead

I'm just a girl

I won't...
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Izzy shivered and pushed the heavy dorm doors open, Envy. Izzy hated her so much and she didn't even bother to wonder why. Probably beacause she was the Queen of the school. au maybe just beacause she beat the life out of Izy the first siku of school, au drugged her drink at the night club. Whatever. It dosn't matter. Hate was hate, Izzy couldn't change that. After the longest two days of her life in Darkanthia, trying to beat Envy and her snotty faced sisters Izzy couldn't kubeba to stay awake a wink longer, neither could her cousins, Izzy turned to Sasha and Dana, they looked exhausted, Izzy...
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Something that can just sneak up on you..
And eat wewe alive.
It can make wewe do the craziest of things..
And make wewe think the most deadly thoughts..
It puts wewe in a spot of living through the pain..
Or giving in..

Will wewe fight..Or flee..

Most give in..
But I'm not like most..

Most hurt them selves..
By Cutting there wrist
Or thighs au arms au stomachs..
Anywhere where they can feel the pain..
I've been there two..


A Cutter's Point Of View

Go to sleep and close your eyes,
And dream of broken butterflies
That tore their wings against a thorn.
You know the pain that they have endured
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posted by allicyn123
Izzy stared at the blank ceiling of the alfea attic. Her moyo longed for the faded purple walls of Cloudtower net the girl's face to pop out om the closest, her voice still echoed in Izzy's mind 'real witch... real witch... real witch..." Izzy pulled out her laptop from under the kitanda and the note the girl had aliyopewa her. As she typed in the barua pepe a dress A little light blinked as it showed to girl was online. The ikoni alisema 'dana' that must be the gril's name. Dana and Izzy immediately started talking dana started out with a surprising swali
"When will wewe plan to start?"
Fine, read...
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posted by malmcd
Broken Smile's

We're all broken.
One way au another.
Like a girl who seemed not to care what other people thought of her really does care.

She cares if people don't like her.
And that they talk about her behind her back.
She say's to herself each night,
"Sorry I'm not pretty enough for you."

No one would find that she was anorexic.
And that she's...
Still looking for help.

But no one came.

We're all broken.
One way au another.
Like the girl who lives inayofuata door doesn't she seem SO happy- She isn't.

She scared.
She get's abused each night.
She doesn't think she's strong enough to leave.
So she cry's herself to...
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 Montsers and Theives in My Closet
Montsers and Theives in My Closet
Chapter 1 - Normal

Sometimes she couldn't decide who she was. No. She could never decide who she was. She was odd, different, awkward and dying inside. Maybe she had thought about hanging herself on her closet rack a few times too many. Her own voice was destroying her. Searching endlessly for the one crack in this dark closet of a life she had. The little crack that she could squeeze into just to see the ounce of light. To feel the touch of another person who she could interact with. Maybe that would never happen. Maybe she tried to hard - changed herself too much - was too scattered to appeal...
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