UNLEASHED RAGE!

AS OF AUG 31-I REALIZED U CAN KNOW SOMEONE AND NOT KNOW THEM AT THE SAME TIME, WHEN U NEED SOMEONE MOST THAT'S WHEN THEY LEAVE U OUT TO DRY. U CAN NEVER TRUST SOMEONE U JUST MEET AND I MAY HAVE LEARNED THAT THE HARD WAY. I REGRET WHAT I DID AND WHO IT WAS WITH AND I WISH I COULD GO BACK IN TIME AND TAKE BACK THAT KISS ON THAT HOT SUMMER DAY ON UR COUCH. I CAN TELL SO DO U. SO WHY NOT BE A 'WO'MAN AND TELL ME! I'M TIRED OF BEING UR DIRTY BITCH U MAKE ME FEEL LIKE A 5 DOLLAR WHORE, WHO'D OPEN THERE LEGS FOR MORE THAN JUST THE WHOLE SCHOOL...BUT THAT DOESN'T STOP THAT FACT THAT I WENT BACK TO YOU OR THAT I'M STILL IN LOVE WITH YOU TO THIS VERY DAY! BUT YOU'D NEVER LOOK MY WAY FOR THE 3RD TIME :(

realization

If i were to tell u i was in love,

what would u say?

I can't get her out of my mind!

every time i look at our pictures,

my stomach goes in knots.

But how do i tell her this,

when we're not even talking?

All i want is to be with her again,

for my birthday!

Just one kiss, or hug,

i just want the return of my love

Can someone help me!

Don't forget by Demi Lovato

Did you forget

That I was even alive

Did you forget

everything I had

Did you forget

Did you forget

About me

Did you regret (did you regret)

Ever standing by my side

Did you forget (did you forget)

What we were feeling inside

Now I’m left

To forget

About us

But somewhere we went wrong

We were once so strong

Our love is like a song

You can’t forget it

So now I guess

This is where we have to stand

Did you regret

Ever holding my hand

Never again

Please don’t forget

Don’t forget

We had it al

lWe were just about to fall

Even more in love

Than we were before

I won’t forget

I won’t forget

About us

But somewhere we went wrong

We were once so strong

Our love is like a song

You can’t forget it

Somewhere we went wrong

We were once so strong

Our love is like a song

You can’t forget it at all

And at last, all the pictures have been burned

And all the past, is just a lesson that we’ve learned

I won’t forget, please don’t forget

Us

Somewhere we went wrong

Our love is like a song

But you won’t sing along

You’ve forgotten about us

Don’t forget

My feelings

This video was made yesterday i was alittle upset and made it i give a shotout to a friend and show some actually emotions besides dark

Feb 14th

Probally the stupidest day to my knowledge
it is just a way for card and flower and candy companies to make a huge profit
what is the point of it
U say i love u to ur 'beloved' ever other day what the fuck makes this day so fucking important.
U may say i'm bitter because i'm single(thanks to whatsherface)
But still it's just another day on the calendar
However everyone saves there money to do a special event for that special someone
The dark and beautiful side to V-day is, that breakup's happen to
Bittersweet as it may be on valentine's day it isn't perfect
So the holiday needs to get the fuck over itself and stop making everyone so crazy

Inner Pain Leads to this

(this was copy and pasted not mine as much as i wanna claim it)

...before you make that first cut remember: You will enjoy this. You will find the blood and pain release addictive. Even though you think you can make a few tiny cuts that aren't deep, And will heal easily ... They will get deeper. They will scar. They will sometimes take months to heal. And years for the scars to fade. If you think you can limit the cutting to one area of your body, Think again... It will spread when you run out of skin. Be prepared to withdraw from others and live in a constant state of shame. Even if you are the most honest person ever to live .... You will find yourself lying to the people you love. You will jerk back from your friends when they touch you as if their hands were dipped in poison. You will be terrified that they will feel something under the cloth of your shirt, or because it just plain hurts so much to be touched. Be prepared to get so out of control you fear your next cut because you don't know how bad it will be. Just wait for 10 cuts to turn into 100....Be prepared for your entire life to revolve around thinking about cutting ..cutting and covering up cutting. And just wait till that first time you cut "too deep." And you freak out because the blood won't stop... And you are gasping.... And you feel yourself shaking all over. You are having a panic attack and you are terrified but you can't tell anyone. So you sit there alone... Praying it will be ok swearing you'll never let it go this far again... But you will, and further. Don't worry, you will learn how to take care of your cuts so that you can go deeper and deeper and avoid the ER. And the better you get at treating your cuts the deeper they get. You will lie to yourself and justify it when you find youself spending 20, 30 or 50 dollars every time you go the pharmacy. You will feel the flutter of your heartbeat everytime you go to the counter to ring up your order. Butterfly strips... 3 or four different kinds of dressings... Betadine.... Antibiotic cream.. Medical tape.. Scar reducers..... You will tap your foot impatiently hoping the line will just move and no one will stare at you or wonder why you need all these things. And at the same time secretly hope someone will notice... Someone who is standing in line with an armful of the same supplies... Someone who understands but of course that never happens. Medical supplies won't be the only thing you spend all your money on. Be prepared to buy a new wardrobe... Longsleeve shirts in summer colors, bracelets, wristbands, boots... gloves.. the list goes on and on. You will start looking at everyone in a different way... Scanning their bodies for any signs of SI... Just hoping that you might meet someone like you so you don't feel so terribly alone. You wont even think about it .. As your eyes scan their wrists + arms... Hoping just hoping they will be like you.... But they are not. You will see their clean arms and feel terribly ashamed and alone. You will start doing a lot of things alone. You will always have to wash your laundry in private so know one sees the blood stains on your clothes and towels. You will always be cleaning up the blood.. Scrubbing your bathroom floor... Wiping the blood of your keyboard... You won't be able to make it through a day without cutting.... Next thing you know you are in a public bathroom somewhere breaking open a scab with a sewing needle that you keep in your wallet for emergencies. When you get really desperate anything will be a cutting tool ...scissors...a car key...a needle ... a paperclip..even a pen. Doesn't matter what it is if you need to cut bad enough you will find something. Say goodbye to things you took for granted. Like wearing shorts or sandals...pedicures...sleeveless tops. A normal summer day at the beach or in a swimming pool will become a far off memory for you. Get ready to itch. Because you will itch and itch ..."so much you will look like you have fleas or a skin disease." You will become an expert on your body as you destroy it carefully.. You will dream about cutting... you will dream about being exposed. It will haunt you day and night and take over your life. You will wish you never made that first cut because while you absolutely hate cutting... At the same time, you love it and can't live with out it...

Heats rising off my body
My heart's pounding harder and harder
I'm ready to just it all
i dont know what to do
There's noone to help me
And whoever tries makes it worst
And now im sitting here fuckin cryin
I give up