I drink cause I’m dry. Of the tears I have cried.
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Do you ever wake up feeling like today is going to be another bad day? Thinking that nothing will change, that it will just be this daily routine of negative thoughts and feelings in Your head? Well maybe you do, maybe you don’t. But me…well this is only just the frosting to the cake. all […]
There was a chill in the wind that night, one like no other. The darkness made it hard for sight, but I didn’t know it mattered. The strength of your grip, the frame of your stature; As you grabbed my hips, before I knew it I was captured. You forced yourself on me, along with […]
It’s like don’t have to breathe, but have to wait. Till’ you say something again, so I can breather and live. But without you here.
How can I write and sing my music again if I feel like my dream has been crushed over many times? How can I still try to do it when I don’t feel emotions in it? I don’t remember or know how to put my feelings into it anymore? Can you tell me? I don’t […]
Up until now, I’ve never actually made an account for a community website such like this one- instead I’ve just entered questions to my problems into a search engine, hoping to find a response to someone else’s post that would satisfy my query. This is my first post! Let me break this down, I’m a […]
I am an inspiration to many both here and in my life outside. I am a preachers son, and expected to act like what I am not. I am looked upon with judging eyes everyday. I am an inspiration to the church, showing teens aren’t all the world says they are. I am an inspiration […]
Tonight I am sad. Tonight I am lonely. The Demons are screaming and I need you to hold me.
ill never be able to accept love , i just don’t see how it is possible.I have done so much wrong. He shows me more love than anyone in my entire life ever has and yet all i can think about is jumping off that cliff or slicing my wrists and watching all the pain […]
Unhappy, Angry, low self esteem, Always feel like I’m outside looking in, where do I fit in? ashamed of myself, I feel so stupid, when I turn And walk away they are talking bad about me, I can feel it… I Insult you to hide my insecurity and pain, I say I Hate you when […]