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I can't be seen.... if I'm seen by someone, they'll hurt me, and if they hurt me, I'll hurt them... I have to hide.... I'm not normal... I was hurt because I'm not normal... he hurt me.... Everything hurts.... it hurts to think about it.... the memories.... the memories are terrible.... I want them gone, I need them out of my head.... I need them blown out of my head.... they all hurt, all of them, I need my brain shredded to bits, I want the pain gone, nobody would care..... but my Mother. My mother needs me.... my mother cares about me..... I think... I think that she cares about me.... I don't know.... but she needs me.... but I wish she didn't..... then I could make the memories leave..... forever....
Good, evil, nothing in the middle.
Love, hate, a never ending riddle.
Fact, fiction, nothing what it seems.
Awake, Sleep, never ending dreams.
How I so long for my purpose in life
Spreading its dubiousness, rampantly rife.
I can see my end, there clinging the knife...
Marching my soul to the sound of drum and fife.
Break the Glass, Break My Fall
Break my Heart, ...when in gall.
Break the Past, Break Your Thrall
Break the thought of we had it all...
Darkness in my hindsight, light ahead.
To shatter this curse and make amend.
Now struggling with the hate I had led.
Stopping the source of sorrow I had bred....
I’m so Alone...
Yet we are all that
Here, there, crying at home
Now, Then, tears to foam
Can you admit it?
Or do you cling to ignorance?
That makes you so “bold”
Every man faces death...
...Alone
This is just a tale of great passion
not one of great trend or fashion
Its my life of life I have lived alive
Now in continues forever in the mind
Make It Fast, Make Me Awe
Break my ignorance, ...when you start to call.
Make me gasp, Make me fawn
Make it start, so the love can dawn...
Hey guys its me the human.
Today:
I have alot of work to do on this page
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A quote or something I say alot to people is~
I love writing in cursive,I started when I was five.
Ive broken my left wrist when I was little.
I absolutely hate getting shots Id rather jump out of a plane
I can be a social person
However,sometimes I like to be alone.
I love looking out the window on a rainy day.
I dont prefer any type of weather as long as its not 90'
I have no excuses for the span of time.
But on the bright side! Some of it has no screenshots due to time being eaten by senior thesis. That said, there's still ~40 images ahead.
Whisper is sitting in his favorit patch of orange popies slowly humming to no one. His black shiny Magpie mask hanges from a small branch on a tree above him, showing his tear stained eyes.
Wish is sittin on the bank of the pound stiaring out at it, his ear are pressed against his head as he mumrmers sad nothingness. You think you see tears slowly falling.
