Hey guys. God, I’ve missed yall. The last time I was on here was before Christmas I think. So much stuff has been going on lately that I don’t even know where to start. Well, I guess what I came on to say, is that right now, I’m supposed to be having an awesome time hanging with my “friends.” I’m having a party right now, but I’m the only one awake. Even before they fell asleep, I wasn’t here. I was just invisible. Not sure why I’m telling you all this, especially considering how unimportant it is compared to all the crap that’s been going […]
oktobresnoe
i saw this and had to post it on here cuz it feels kinda perfect now…
So I just want to say that this poem is written by Hayley Williams, the lead singer of my favorite band, Paramore. She wrote it on my birthday (June 18) in 2005. I DO NOT OWN THIS AND ALL CREDIT GOES TO HAYLEY.
insomniac theatre: a waste of sleepless nights
have i lost you?
surely that wasn’t the last night i’ll fall asleep with you on the phone.
you know i look forward to that, right?
allllll day just waiting to go to sleep with you whispering in my ear.
i know you love me but are we okay?
is there something i did wrong?
i want you to be fine with me
and […]
Red Berries
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The red juice runs down
her face
her arms
her legs
and her facearmslegs are stained
red
from the poisonous
berry juice
the berries no one can
see
no one besides
her
those
poisonous
forbidden
red berries.
im really not sure how the pills didnt work. but i know i didnt regret taking them until not long ago. honestly i dont even know why i feel guilty. the people i think would care probably wouldn’t anyway. i’ll probably try again and make another scar on my wrist pretty soon. why shouldnt i? i mean its not like theres a reason to keep going through this. ive been going through i for too long. my family doesnt care about me. they havent in a long time and i doubt they ever will. obviously HE doesnt care about me because if he did he wouldve […]
hey guys. its me again oktobresnoe. umm thanks to everybody who eamiled me. that means a lot. but i still feel so useless and i can’t do this anymore. i don’t wanna kill myself because of the friends i will hurt. they are the only people who will cry at my funeral probably. so after i posted that the other night i tried to kill myself but somehow im still here. im not really sure how to be honest, but i am and i guess while im here i have to be really nice to the people who actually care so that they wont think […]
ive tried to be heard but they dont hear me anymore. not that they ever did but once they used to try to listen. so is there anybody else that just needs to talk or something? i cant force myself to be strong enough to finally end this so until i can if anybody wants to talk email me —–> katelovesjosh@yahoo.com
little depends on the girl
in a tattered
white dress
standing at the edge
of the shadows
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she cries
silent
tears as she waits
in the darkness,
the whisper whisper whisper of trees
and the buzz buzz of voices
around her
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she screams
SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UP
but the voices keep
yelling
and
fighting
they never
STOP