poemy's and such...i didnt write them...

I cut to get you and my thoughts of you out of my head
It just doesn't work anymore,
your just to overwhelming and your suffocating me
but you don't care because i never truly was your friend.
I cut to get people and the shit they do to me out of my head
I try so hard to get rid of them all
There's to many of them and they out nmber me even in my thoughts
I cry myself to sleep to release some inner emotion
That doesn't work anymore becasue it seems like more fills that empty spot
will this ever get out of my life...all this pain, anger, depression, and Love?

Can't stop this pain
Can't wait to waste away
Can't wait to fade away
Feelings of sadness overcoming me
Heaven or Hell
At least I'll be free

Addicted to the pain
Blood running like the rain
Sadness and the pain
Feel no gain
From the blood running down
So much I could drown
Addicted to pain
Addicted to pain

he sparkles in the shadows.
an empty princess cut diamond. black.
unknown to most.
(according to the laws of science
he's not supposed to exist)

i searched the world for a hint
(wanted to go to hell and back)
but no truth was found.

he's a jewel with a dead spot in its
shining center. how i wanted to fill
that cold, empty spot.

but jewels are concrete.
he is not.

thermodynamics, prove me wrong.
tell me i created this.
a whirlwind fantasy, painted softly
on a swirling paint-by-numbers canvas
(fill me in with your darkness)
fairy tales are fun.
i want to play cinderella.

his eyes are lotuses. i wanted to linger
in them. they match my princess
dress. his fingers brushed
on my tiara.

he has a crown with shadows.
mine is cheap and wordly, decorated
with trigonometry and
manicures.
we are from different realities
(king of shadows
queen of trigonometry. sigh.)

my new reality is delusion.
(i want to feel him
when soul parts from body)

i'd give the other my soul for free

am i insane? i hope not.
he mocks me most
gently... "uncertainties
are almost always certainties"
cryptic.

it rains dew drops on my heart.
pitter patter pitter patter. cold.

now
i'm reading sad poems every day.
this is worse than their unrequited love.
maybe if the world could see him.

it's unfair that i should love him.
but "everything is meant, pretty fool."

if he smoked
i would want to pick up his
dirty cigarettes and treasure them.
licking up ash,
wishing i were fire so he could
love me

thats all

maybe you dumb people should comment more.

AHHHH MUCH better song...

Pain- by Jimmy Eat World.

YOOOO DUDES AND DUDETTES ONLY 28 SUBSCRIPTIONS!!!!

GOSSSSHHHH U GUYS CAN DO BETER THAN THAT!!!!!

sorry guys...no icons...and i REALLY need to change this song....well i have some poems...some of them i wrote and some of them i didnt..i wont tell you which ones i wrote, so you cant judge me

Five empty chambers, one filled with hate
tell me you love me, before it's too late
Click...
she loves me, i'm still here today
Click...
she loves me, but why didn't she stay
Click...
she loves me, this trigger's so heavy
Click...
she loves me, with you my heart beats steady
Click...
she loves me, there's nothing to say
Boom...
she loves me not, it's better this way

Asphyxiated in sludge
Its strength I misjudge

Constricted by my own fatalistic point of view
The life I've known is now askew

A silver sheen of grime blankets my skin
It slithers and snakes and bares a grin

This blanket of guilt is my brutality
From which is the wreckage of my reality

The solution to rid this pollution is hard to find
There are no action-oriented thoughts in my mind

Only the invasion of my fatalistic view of that which
strangles and smothers me

alright this song is bugging me, i didnt even know it was still on here. i put it on to hear it to see if it was the right one for a friend.

ok so today i'll put quotes and icons.

I am what i am, you cant change me, i was once strong, but you weakend me. You told me the truth, and yes i know the truth hurts. But i didnt know the truth was so devastating.

The greatest liars are the ones you love the most,
worry not of enemies when you have your friends so very close.

You don't have many years to live, so take chances.

If you live to a hundred, I will live to ninety-nine, so I shall never live a day without you

And i could tell from the moment i met him, that HE was the one.

cross my heart and hope to die,
take your picture from my mind
and maybe this will be over.
Chew up the pieces of my heart.

more laterrrrrr

gosh...havent updated in a while!!!

yea well

You might imagine that a person would resort to self-mutilation only under extremes of duress but once I had crossed that line the first time, taken that fateful step off the precipice, then almost any reason was a good enough reason, almost any provocation enough. Cutting was my all-purpose solution. my scars ought to be a charm bracelet of memories, each a permanent reminder of its precipitating event but maybe the most disturbing thing I can say about the history of my cutting is that for the most part, I can't even remember the when's and why's behind those wounds. It didn’t take much to make me cut; frustration, humiliation, insecurity, guilt, remorse, loneliness; I cut them all out. They were like poison, caustic and destructive, as though they had been siphoned into my veins. The only way I could survive them, I thought, was to keep them from draining my blood.

Nothing matters anymore, no one cares, everyone stares and they all think im perfect and fine, but they don't know the truth.

Everyone hates me, i know they do, so whats the point in staying on earth?

pretending that i'm ok is better than letting it show
beacuse the questions that they want to know
remind me of the reasons for my pain
and their sympathy & fakeness are the same

Your perfect little girl dropped a grade on her report card.
Your perfect little girl yelled at you last night.
Your perfect little girl talked back to you again.
Your perfect little girl painted her nails black.
Your perfect little girl lied to you all her life.
Your perfect little girl cries herself to sleep.
Your perfect little girl used to slit her wrists 'till she bled. Your perfect little girl dated before sixteen.
Your perfect little girl was broken by a boy.
Your perfect little girl doesn't go to church.
Your perfect little girl hates you.
Your perfect little girl has given up on life.
Your perfect little girl had a tantrum today.
Your perfect little girl wants to run away.
Your perfect little girl has no real friends.
Your perfect little girl thinks she's overweight.
Your perfect little girl hasn't let you dry her tears.
Your perfect little girl disobeys you.
Your perfect little girl hates the world.
Your perfect little girl is hated by the world.
Your perfect little girl says bad things about you.
Your perfect little girl is very unhappy.
Your perfect little girl tried to commit suicide.
Your perfect little girl has become a disgrace.
Your perfect little girl....isn't so perfect anymore

Lets compare scars i'll tell you whos is worse.

People stare, I used to not care,but it's getting old.

thats all for now.

I'm updating...yea i know finally.

sorry it's been so long. i've been busy.

and by the way you guys suck at commenting...

Just thought i'd tell you.

9 new subscribers=9 quotes +4 comments=13 quotes

[1]She looks in the mirror, She thinks that she'd dead. All these thoughts come to her head, she picks up her razor...and draws letters that form i'm not ok...and hits the floor.

[2] All she wanted, was someone to love her , someone to hold her. And someone to tell her that everything was going to be ok. but it was to late. No one could save her now.

[3] You said you'd be there, when i needed you most,you said you cared about me.I guess you lied.That doesn't surprise me. I could tell you were a liar, by the look in your eyes.

[4] I cry myself to sleep everynight,thinking about you.

[5] I can't stand this pain anymore, it's just too much. I hate it how you think im ok but you really don't know the truth.

[6] Behind these eyes, are so many lies . I don't really smile. It's all fake. If i had true friends...they would see.

[7] Everynight,when i come home from school, i take off my mask, and cry myself to sleep everynight. Nobody knows. And nobody cares. They think they know me. But the real me doesn't show.

[8] I want to be perfect, I want to be skinny. With a flawless body. I starve myself. Knowing that someday i will look like her.

[9] I sit here in my room. Lonely and confused. Wondering when someone will come to save me.

[10] The only one that can save me from myself is me. And i don't know how.

[11] I know i need help. But why would you want help from someone who doesn't care about you,or your feelings...and they just do it because it is thier job.

[12] I want you to love me like i love you, so i can reject you,like you rejected me.

[13] I finally relize that you don't want to have anything to do with me. You were my life. So i decided...I don't want to have anything to do with life.

thats all...maybe if you guys subscribed and commented more...you would get more quotes.