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There you go. :/Me: Hello there.
Me: I'm not depressed/moody today.
we are friends right?
Me: I suppose. Hailey's freaking out cause she thinks I'm dating you. It's really awkward.
Jon: Well, you don't sound like you want to be friends so bye.
Me: I would like to be friends with you, but it gets hard for me....
Jon: Ok, Never mind. Not trying to make things difficult for you. I'll just leave you alone like everyone else.
Me: Okay then. I'll be alone again. As always.
Jon: Oh my god. You just said it's "so difficult" for you to be my friend now you're guilt tripping me. You're just like Hailey and them saying they don't want to be my friend and then leaving me. Then add me on here and talk to me.
Me: I have a hard time keeping friends with ANYONE. I'm always alone. Not the greatest party.
Jon: I just gave you the option
to stay my friend
and you just turned
Fading Away *Part 2"I-I remembered something, Lily."
"Well, spit it out. What was it?"
"I remember..... I remember.... Uh..... Now I forgot," kyle said shrugging him shoulders.
"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? YOU DO THIS EVERYDAY! YOU THINK YOU REMEMBER SOMETHING THEN YOU FORGET. HOW DO I KNOW YOU'RE TELLING ME THE TRUTH? HOW DO I KNOW THAT YOU REALLY HAVE ALL OF THE MEMORIES FROM THEN?" Lily screamed.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Lily." Kyle started stuttering again.
"YOU'RE JUST A FRAUD LIKE THE REST OF THEM! YOU LIED TO ME! YOU LIED! I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU! I RISKED MY NECK TRYING TO SHOW YOU HOW TO SURVIVE WHEN ALL YOU WANT TO DO IS TURN ME INTO THE FACILITY. GOD I HATE YOU! I MIGHT JUST KILL YOU RIGHT NOW!" Lily continued.
"I'm not Lily. I didn't mean anything by it. I-I just, I see flashes. If you wish to kill me now, go ahead. There's nothing stopping you." Kyle said. He knelt down and leaned his head forward. "Go ahead, Lily. If you wish to kill me, kill me."
Lily knelt down beside him and took his face in he
Little Rag Dollripped
Fading Away *Part 1"Do you remember when we met?"
"I dont know. I dont remember much from before the wall."
"Well, then do you remember your mother? Your father?"
"I dont quite remember them either. I dont really know. All i remember of them is a woman's voice saying, 'Remember kyle. You cant let them take that away from you.'"
"Oh. Did that mean she worked at The Facility before the wall was built? Before the raids?"
"That could be quite possible."
"Are you sure you dont remember anything?"
"NO! I dont remember anything! I've tried to remember for years! Those long nights stuck in the Facility. I've tried to remember for so long."
"Um. I dont know what to say to that. Just, um, just keep trying to remember anything. Tell me if you remember anything. Anything at all. Every little thing could help us get out. Please, just tell me."
"I'm sorry. I will."
Waitingwaiting for that door to open
waiting for that life to end
and watching it struggle
watching it try to survive
waiting for the other half of your heart
to finally arrive
to finally live
waiting for people to see you as you really are
for people not to criticize you for being different
for people to really care about your faults
for people to stay with you in your times of need
waiting for someone to change
for someone to accept you
for who you REALLY are
waiting for the day to come
when everyone is okay
with people being different
when everyone is okay
with people not being the same
with people not being normal
with people not being popular
repititionHe started screaming again. He was saying words she didnt understand. He approached her, still screaming. She ran. She ran into a closet and cried. She sat there crying for hours.
He screams and cusses. She stands there and takes it. Every bit more and more degrading with every syllable. Now, she is different. Now, she writes. Now, she hurts. Now, she has no friends. Now, she will always be alone.
You dont want to watch me diei'm falling apart
i'm rotting from the core
i'm dying for nothing
i've got no one
no one's left.
no one who really cares
i hurt myself
i do to slowly kill myself
i slowly die
death is a welcoming embrace
i miss those cold fingers on my skin
holding my close
cradling me into oblivion
waiting for time to pass
waiting for things to change
nothign EVER changes
no one cares
no one believes
no one is different
no one is numb
no one is hurt
no one has changed from the last time i saw them
no one ever changes
no one ever accepts
no one ever just says "okay, i'll help you because i want to be nice."
everyone says, "I'll help you because you're a mental case. I'll help you because then i can be recognized. I'll help you because you're not normal."
no one ever says, "I'll help you because and only because you need help."
Broken and Alone.there was a little girl
she has many mental disorders
she was also suicidal and depressed
she like scissors
she told someone about her problems
to be numb
she bleeds to be numb
this time she dies.
Ruled.Everything about me
is ruled by emotions
Everything is ruled by emotions.
I'm numb, I'm homesick,
I'm depressed, I'm happy.
I dont fucking care anymore.
Every single fucking thing is based
off of how I'm feeling or even thinking sometimes.
Everythign is motivated by how i'm feeling,
or rather how much any of them are willing
to push at me. To prod at me,
to try and get me to cry,
or laugh, or even feel anything.
I need to be numb because
i'm on overload.
Everything, the very littlest thing, now,
puts me to tears.
Every fucking thing.
I'm tired of this.
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