Home Gurl's Thread.
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You just confused me. ._.
Guess what? :D -
Yay. :3
What? -
Nu, I don't like being confused. D:
I got an award in math. *-* :D -
To bad. >:3
Yay. :D -
Malo. D:
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._. How dare you say a word in Spanish that I don't understand.
What's it for? :3 -
How do you know it's a word in Spanish? ._.
I'll put it on FB. C: -
I'm a badass guesser. ._.
Okie dokie. :3 -
Well.. Yes it's in Spanish. v.v It means bad boy? Something along the lines of that. xD
Yesh, and I got two in Language Arts. 8) -
Thought so. :P Sweet never been called a bad boy or anything a long the lines of that. :P
Cool. :) -
Dun get too excited then. :P
Very. :3 -
To late. :P
Yeah. :) I haves to go it was nice talking to ya. -
Damn it. ._.
Byez, same here. -
How I Feel
Jaclyn
Sometimes I just wish, I could run away and hide.
No matter where I go though, these feelings stay inside.
How can I stay here and live each day a lie,
When all I want to do is close my eyes and die?
I see the pain I cause you, with every tear I shed.
I plead with you now mum, let me go instead?
I wish I could take you with me, to a happy place,
Whether it exists though, is time for me to face.
Can I ask for your forgiveness? For you to set me free,
It may seem ungrateful, but this life's not meant for me.
Thank you for all your love, for all the time we shared,
It means the world to me, to know that someone cared.
I like this poem.
Scarlet Tears
Coran Darling
Fires ablaze within my eyes,
A smile concealing all my lies,
Screaming, begging, calling out,
A final, frantic, desperate, shout.
Scarlet tears drip from each vein,
A vehement covet to end this pain,
This silver blade, stays by my side,
Because all hope inside has died.
As each day ends, and darkness draws,
The devil toys, with all my flaws,
I'm helpless, alone, a worthless mess,
A broken child, he must address.
I'm tempted when he calls my name,
A way out, an escape, an end to shame,
To make it feel a lot less real,
A deal with the Devil, in blood must I seal.
They'll say I died of suicide,
But no one knows how much they've lied,
It wasn't a rope, a blade, or pills,
That broke my soul, and gave me chills.
I died inside so long before,
To live each day, an endless chore,
Pills could not kill what was already dead,
A twisted soul, an empty head.
In darkness I wait, in silence, alone,
Rose-tinted nostalgia, all around me has grown,
I beckon the devil, with the key of self-harm,
And I open the door for him, with the blood of my arm
And this one too -
Damn it headache.
Headache: Muahahaha
I'd punch you.. But my head hurts.
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I'm going insane.
Headache: Yes you are.
-_- I'd rather talk to Chris and that's saying a lot.
Headache: Touch.
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