Beauty is a curse on the world. It keeps us from seeing who the real monsters are.
After awhile, you get sick of caring & you're too hurt to fight. Sometimes, no matter what you do, things wont be all right.
This is the last night I'm going to hurt like this. After tonight, there will be no more pain. No more me.
I can hide it to the world, my friends, my loved ones, my family. But I cant hide it from myself. I'm not happy.
Dead eyes see no future
No one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All little girls should be told theyre pretty, even if they arent.
i'll leave you alone for good i promise if you answer this one question for me i just wonder do you ever think of me anymore? do you?
Theres a note written across my wrist it reads something like this LOST Its written for you, read it, I insist I thought this is what you wanted? Me to be unhappy, thats why you took everything away right?
Promise me youll forget me. You said as you walked away. Dont hold on please, let go of me. You make it so hard to leave.
but I'll blame it on the sun, the sun that didn't shine. I'll blame it on the wind, and the trees. I'll blame it on the time, that never was enough. I'll blame it on the tide, and the sea. but my heart blames it on me.
thQ for showing me that BEST friends cannot be trusted //
& yes i lied & yes it's me so what are you gonna do now, to me?
Drugs beneath her bed. A body on the ground. One gunshot to her head. Black clothes within the closet. Depressing pictures on the wall. Letters written to a special someone, begging him to call. A mother who was crying. A dad who was out of state. She was always fast asleep when her parents came home late. All she wanted was acceptance. For someone to say they tried. Each time people abandoned her, another piece died. The ambulance outside her house. Neightbours came to see what she'd done. She finally told the world how she felt with the sound of daddy's gun.
I wish he would have said goodbye. Then I would have said, I will be joining you soon.
It's ending. The nightmare, it's ending soon
Don't bother to try and care, I know you don't.
I'm just so sorry that you have to see me fall apart
Don't say my story is different. Don't talk about how I tried to be strong and say about how hard it was for me. Cause you know that you are wrong.
I used to believe that heaven was a place you went when you died.
And it only happened to the ones who did well in their life.
Then three years ago,
I committed a sin.
Tried to end it all with just one shot.
Right then, my theory went away, along with a lot of other things I once had.
And to think...I used to be such a bright little child, who always smiled.
Everyone's a let down It just depends on how far down they can go In every circle of friends, there's a whore The one who flirts and does a little more But who's to say this is a social scene anyway
Anger, hate, depression, confusion. All of these emotions and more with no outlet. So im sorry if I take it out on you, I really dont mean to its just another fault in my life
what will it take you to show you it`s not the life it seems ? -- Im not Okay
it's broken & i just can't fix it.
THREE WORDS; you
broke
me
& yet she still sits there smiling;; regardless of all the fake friends. && the dreams that were lost. regardless of the guys she loved and the hearts that were b-r-o-k-e-n.
don't fade away
i NEED YOU HERE
not even dead could torn us apart x
She's a FAKE
but they all worship her
& I wish it was me.
DONT
LET
TRENDS
TELL YOU YOU'RE
NOT PRETTY
SUDDENLY I'M ON THE STREET. SEVEN YEARS DISSAPEARED BELOW MY FEET ;; BEEN BREAKING DOWN. DO YOU WANT ME NOW? DO YOU WANT ME NOW?
LIKE YOU CARE
Sometimes. you just gotta run away so you can see who will run after you. Sometimes you qotta talk quieter just to see who's listeninq sometimes you qotta step up in a fiqht but only to see who's standinq by your side n Sometimes you qotta make a wronq decision only to see who's there to help you fix it and sometimes.you qotta let qo of the one you love just to see if » They love you .. enough to come back to you
WHERE DO YOU THINK THOSE BRACELETS ARE FOR?
These four walls have seen the worst of me. They're bleeding confession, but they'll never speak
what will it take you to show you it`s not the life it seems ? -- Im not Okay
it's broken & i just can't fix it.
THREE WORDS; you
broke
me
& yet she still sits there smiling;; regardless of all the fake friends. && the dreams that were lost. regardless of the guys she loved and the hearts that were b-r-o-k-e-n.
don't fade away
i NEED YOU HERE
not even dead could torn us apart x
She's a FAKE
but they all worship her
& I wish it was me.
DONT
LET
TRENDS
TELL YOU YOU'RE
NOT PRETTY
SUDDENLY I'M ON THE STREET. SEVEN YEARS DISSAPEARED BELOW MY FEET ;; BEEN BREAKING DOWN. DO YOU WANT ME NOW? DO YOU WANT ME NOW?
LIKE YOU CARE
Sometimes. you just gotta run away so you can see who will run after you. Sometimes you qotta talk quieter just to see who's listeninq sometimes you qotta step up in a fiqht but only to see who's standinq by your side n Sometimes you qotta make a wronq decision only to see who's there to help you fix it and sometimes.you qotta let qo of the one you love just to see if » They love you .. enough to come back to you
WHERE DO YOU THINK THOSE BRACELETS ARE FOR?
These four walls have seen the worst of me. They're bleeding confession, but they'll never speak.
we all have pain we all try to cover it away we all have pain we all try to take it away.
but what you do is wrong you cut you throw up you say no one cares but actually EVERYONE cares. i know you have pain. but when are you gonna realize that it's not always about you you cut but for what what's your reason? you throw up but for what? You feel ugly? you want to be thin? NO, you just want attention. you're scared that if someone else has problems everyone will forget about you. but have you every thougt? that someone else might have REAL problems? that someone might REALLY have a reason to cut into her skin? that someone might REALLY feel ugly & FAT all the time? that that someone might be me? but you can't see you can't see me i'm a strong person i keep my shit behind while you are making fun off it. you don't know how i feel you feel pain but. have you ever like 1 second thought about i felt? NO it was you all along you make me sick. YOU DISGUST ME.
you always say 'oh, i'm ugly' you always repeat it. you always say 'damn,i'm fat' i hate it when you say that. cause you know it isn't thrue i know that 2. you're throwing up like a boulimic doll & you lett everyone know. everybody thinks you do it for the attention. & i think that too. you know its wrong it istn't difficult to see you know it's wrong & so are WE.
i can't be your best friend anymore you tell lies you say you don't but i know better i know better. i told you to stop throwing up, 'cause it's gonna be an addiction you won't listen you won't believe me you always think of you it's YOU YOU YOU but you don't know i've been there too.
first it's beauty you strive for it you would do anything to be like those girls on ANA sites at last it's ugly you hate yourself even more because you felt for it you still want to be thin but not on this way
But it's to late you past the ggrade no one's gonna help you now cause you only want attention that's what they think but i don't & i won't help you cause you only think of you
Neen, uw blog moet niet dagelijks worden bijgewerkt. Het is gewoon zoals je het zélf wenst. Indien je geen tijd hebt om dit dagelijks te doen, maar bvb. enkele keren per week, is dit ook goed. Het is op jouw eigen tempo, met andere woorden: vele keren per dag mag dus ook zeker en vast, 1 keer per week ook.
Er hangt geen echte verplichting aan de regelmaat. Enkel is het zo hoe regelmatiger je het blog bijwerkt, hoe meer je bezoekers zullen terugkomen en hoe meer bezoekers je krijgt uiteraard.
