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This is my Blue NovemeberI can't write about it anymore. I can't even try to write anymore. It doesn't come out as writing it comes out as words; meaningless words. There's nothing to string them together anymore; I can't even give enough to keep writing, though I need to. I can't talk to you about how people keep leaving, because that's what always starts it. Me talking, being open, generally speaking. I can't write when I'm too tired. I can't write while I'm crying. I can't think straight when I'm trying to stay sober, and it wastes all my energy. I can't keep trying with nothing to try for. I'm not enough of anything for anyone else to keep tryinThis is my Blue Novemeber


To be better in the worst ways What lessons have you learned from your experiences and your burns; from the worrying and the crying for you by others, from the constant feeling that you're dying; from the sensation that someone is carving out every organ in your body, from the times when you promised to be better but chickened out by lying?To be better in the worst ways
What have the events this year awakened you to? What have the people closest to you taught you?
Was their energy just wasteful... do you ignore them? Do you?
I've tried not to.
Then what will you do differently to stop it all from happening a
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"Last dance
first kiss
your touch
my bliss
beauty always comes with dark thoughts"- nightwish
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"I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me."
My sorrow, when she's here with me, thinks these dark days of autumn rain are beautiful as days can be.
-Robert Frost
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"Bleach - an aquired taste. You have to be at the end of your life to enjoy it."
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