Hi everyone, how y’all been doing? I’m bored, Â wanna talk to someone. If you have Kik messenger (for mobile devices, not PC), feel free to add me (nigvo). We can talk about anything. But don’t forget to mention you’re from SP first off. No horny bitches, please. I have 3 days to talk to you. So if you feel up to a conversation, hit me up soon.
I wish I could return.
Let those bad memories burn.
See again that blissful light at the end of the tunnel.
A perfect nook for a girl to snuggle.
Hit those buttons with vigour.
Flick the monsters with a finger.
There’s been a number of tries.
Look and not feel pain in my eyes.
Cry ‘em all out with relish, not anguish.
Every blink of the eye that counts.
There’s been a number of rounds.
Not a soul filled with terror, sick remorse.
Hindered by some unseen force. Â
A soul free from time. A soul free from torture.
Back into that time, away […]
Let me start like this…
Is there anyone here who’s dealt/is dealing with this eating disorder?
I am asking this because I think I’m gonna be starving myself for the next few months. I have strong reasons for that. First, food’s just started to make me sick, literally. I hate the way it tastes, smells, looks. I hate having to eat all the same things lately and I hate the urge to throw it all back up after. That’s not all. Besides, I’m not willing to spend as much money on foods as I used to, cause now I need to save my money for ‘more needed’ […]
bring me a dream…
Not only do they not believe in anything out-of-the-ordinary or supernatural, they get really pissed off when you say you do believe. The reaction is usually like this: “Hey, seems like someone’s been watching too many horror flicks”, or “come on, it’s plain bullshit, where’d you hear it?” – and these are still some “mild” responses, others spare no hurtful remarks, though I won’t mention them.
But what if that uncanny thing IS the most obvious and reasonable explanation? No, there still will be denial, because it’s easier to pronounce someone crazy than acknowledge stories like that we see in movies tell a bit of truth. […]
I don’t think I can sleep this night. Anywun wanna talk? :- D
I know I’m going to get expelled again. But this time I’m not going to wait to see it happen. I’m having my first exam (in this new university) on Monday. I’ll take it. And then I’ll end it. Even just now, instead of getting myself ready for the upcoming exam, I’m just sitting here and staring straight before me. Every moment sucks. Every damn moment. I can’t get over the thought that I’ve chosen the cheapest way to die, and the most ridiculous. Drowning myself in a laundry basin, bullshit, huh? I’ve even been working hard on it, made a few trial runs, to […]
Not everybody can see the pure sense of life… and death.
This is the man that I hate pretty damn much. What makes him special is the fact that I have absolutely never known nor seen him personally, I only have a tiny photo and a scrap of info: he lives in the United States, works for the government, in his free time likes to play the drums and learn foreign languages. At first sight, an ordinary man. Or could be, but not for me. A while back, he used his power of authority against me. He could’ve stayed aside from all my trouble, or could’ve answered my pleas and not take such strict measures, at […]
Today my parents are away, so I think I can hang around here not being afraid they’d be peeking into my laptop. And I can ask this silly questing, how do I do it? How do I get diabetes?
And don’t ask what is up with me, ’cause nothing is up. I just still can’t figure out the trick. So many people get it just out of the blue, without ever trying to. I know it has a lot to do with heredity, but not always the case. If it doesn’t run in my family, so I can never get it? I don’t believe it. There […]
I wish I could do it as easily as she did.
I wonder where I´ll turn out to be following my death if even HE turned me down. Really. Where am I supposed to go? I don´t believe in Paradise or Hell. I don´t understand much of purgatories and sanctuaries. I only know there is some kind of Afterlife out there. There must be something. Something other than just dark void.
I was recently told in my college to make a short movie project about my life. Apparently, I’m gonna have to skip this task…
Today a girl talked to me. The one I’ve been wanting to be friends with since I  turned up at the college. Her name is Tina and she’s from a parallel group. I honestly don’t know why she gifted me with that 5-minute chat. She was bored, obviously. And probably in a bad mood because of having to get up too early. It could be just that none of her friends was around to engage her, so she sat next to me and complained. It felt so awkward, I couldn’t find words to keep the conversation going. All I could manage was a couple of […]
Things to be, things that are there, things to keep… They are the things that must exist. Because they stay unaffected by the evils of other things. They are like glass, even when broken, they keep shining. Â They are different for each person. They may not follow standards or fashion, only the person’s soul. So they don’t necessarily have to be material (like dreams). But what is certain is they are always the dearest, cherished ones. We cling onto them, never let go of them, and cry, when we lose them, or when they’re suddenly taken away from us. And even then, when they are […]
Winter. Is almost over. What was once there will never be again. Snow. Wherever you go. What a shame. Why did nature decide it to be this way?
I’ve always loved winter. The frost, the blizzards, the snow. Everybody’s freezing. But i rejoice. This is why I made most of my attempts in the season. I wanted it to be the last thing to remember, like a “dying memory.” Like it just can’t be another way.
This winter left me alive. There’s two evils in it. The first, is that it LEFT me, meaning the dirt is soon going to ruthlessly creep into my life. The second, […]
I had this dream the other night. I can tell about it because it was quite detailed and made at least a little sense while most of my dreams don’t. Though I can’t fully figure it out, but I can link it to my daily fears. It will take  some time to read, I tried to put it as close as I could.
The “action” took place in my home, that tiny apartment on the 5th floor that  my parents own.  I was home and they were at work as usual. Time around noon. I sat at our kitchen table watching some crap on my laptop. […]
It all went off just the way I had anticipated. Â And even stranger than that. I could hardly bring myself to say a mere “hello”. In the first fifteen minutes I found myself just standing aloof and staring at the walls while all the noises mingled in my ears. I don’t know why it was so hard and why I felt so much out of place, but it proved what I really was. Redundant. That is not surprising at all. I’m used to being a shadow.
At last when I finally mustered some courage to speak up, even the couple words I said sounded awkward to […]
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