Oki a little about myself.
DONUTS! DONUTS! DONUTS! *bites into a donut and my eyes widen* do wewe say dough nuts au donuts? Doughnut donut, do not! Neva mind. *whispers* It is donut no matter what other people say.
Hi there! I am new here, well not so new, but no one really knows me well yet except SG (dunno what I would do without her!) . I really want to help out in any way that I can. I look very crazy, but I can be a very serious, trustworthy, kind, understanding friend. I cry myself to sleep every night because there so many people that do self harm, have sad pasts and wish to be dead, somedays I feel like being dead myself. I have helped suicidal people, I have also Lost Marafiki from suicide and I don't want to see anyone committing suicide again that is why I want to try my very best at becoming a psychologist, to help not only my Marafiki and other people, but also myself. What I want to say is:
I'm here to listen and help, someone loves wewe even if wewe don't think so and it hurts them to see wewe hurt yourself. So hang in there don't give up on your life because every life to me is special <3
inayopendelewa song: Welcome to My life au Perfect World kwa simple plan.
Country: South Africa (LIONS ATE MY HOMEWORK!)
inayopendelewa color: turquoise
and my dream is to save lives (no I won't become a firewoman au policewoman, I mean like saving people from killing themselves)
Wolfcat out, bia.
DONUTS! DONUTS! DONUTS! *bites into a donut and my eyes widen* do wewe say dough nuts au donuts? Doughnut donut, do not! Neva mind. *whispers* It is donut no matter what other people say.
Hi there! I am new here, well not so new, but no one really knows me well yet except SG (dunno what I would do without her!) . I really want to help out in any way that I can. I look very crazy, but I can be a very serious, trustworthy, kind, understanding friend. I cry myself to sleep every night because there so many people that do self harm, have sad pasts and wish to be dead, somedays I feel like being dead myself. I have helped suicidal people, I have also Lost Marafiki from suicide and I don't want to see anyone committing suicide again that is why I want to try my very best at becoming a psychologist, to help not only my Marafiki and other people, but also myself. What I want to say is:
I'm here to listen and help, someone loves wewe even if wewe don't think so and it hurts them to see wewe hurt yourself. So hang in there don't give up on your life because every life to me is special <3
inayopendelewa song: Welcome to My life au Perfect World kwa simple plan.
Country: South Africa (LIONS ATE MY HOMEWORK!)
inayopendelewa color: turquoise
and my dream is to save lives (no I won't become a firewoman au policewoman, I mean like saving people from killing themselves)
Wolfcat out, bia.
Name: Izzy Rae Frostinialiga (Frost)
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank juu inaonyesha belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the wingu in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so wewe see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen mwaka in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
Age: 15
Parents: unknown ( searching for them)
Description: shocking, amazing blue eyes, pale milky white skin and long flowing silvery hair
clothes: a strapless blue tank juu inaonyesha belly and really short jeans, blue heels
siblings: none that she knows of
Friends: The fairy gang and two girls that she later finds out are her. Cousins, Sasha and Dana
Place shee grew up: Alfea
Izzy squeled as Farogonda lifted her arms to exagerate the boom of the wingu in her story, "and then Izzy, the Winx gang took down Stormy and Darcey in a huge orb, witht the help of me and griffen, so wewe see that's how we beat the army of Decay!" Izzy smiled and curled up in bed, 6 years old and she was soooo interested in the ways of the witches, so exited for her freshmen mwaka in 11 years that her fingers tingled and for one moment it was perfect.
Then that moment ended
The life I am living
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my moyo also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
kwa my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
seems so unreal,
feels like an
endless scary toil,
as I fight
my deep-rooted fears,
unable to hold back
my tears
I pray that
my mind adheres
and my moyo also hears
my pleas...
I fear
that my soul
is being hoodwinked
kwa my mind
…my mean mind
that is so unkind
It simply delights
in the agony
Though I don’t think
it’s so funny
making me dance
to its tunes
as if I was a bunny...
My dream seems now
like a nightmare
As I feel intense
but bare
Never knew
I had to prepare
…to stare
at dark, starless
nights
missing those
lovely fights
we had…at midnights
those highlights
of our love...
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell
With mlozi eyes
Such startled eyes
It alisema it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It ilitumwa me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell
With mlozi eyes
Such startled eyes
It alisema it wouldn't hurt
So I sandalled down the desperate stairs
Slipping on ancient dirt
With coos and yelps
And triumphant smile
It ilitumwa me a letter
And here I am as sick as the dead
With no hope of getting better
It was a little thing
Such a little thing
And it begged me not to tell
So I took it kwa the hand
And it led me to hell...
I don't claim this poem as my own, but I will put up some of my poems I wrote l8er