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This is a poem I wrote a few days ago. Thought I'd share it with you guys.My heart is heavyI can't feel my pulseI never thought the world could be this scaryMe, myself and no one elseHow did I become so messyJust a few days ago I was a sweet girl with no worriesFriends have tried to reach out to me But I keep pushing them awayI want nobody by my side And I want everything done my wayOh sweet depression!How nice of you to bless me with thy presenceAlthough it may never be your intentionYou still don't wait for an invitationAnd I thought books, boys and parties would help me get over youBut it seems as though with every sip of that vodka you multiply excessively What drives me crazy is the fact that I cant talk to anyone about you but myselfAnd the more I try to push you away the more you keep coming backOh sweet depression! What have I done to youYou just cant seem to leave me aloneEvery time I try to sleep you play the loudest music in my earWhat did I do that brought you hereI wish you and I could be clearBut when I try to reason with you, you seem to have no ear How many more of those sleeping pills am I going to take?Or do you get to decide my fate?I stay up till lateWAITING, WAITING, WAITINGBut I don't know what I'm waiting forhow many moreSECONDS.......... MINUTES............ HOURS........ DAYS.......... WEEKS........... MONTHS................. YEARS..........................Do you need from me?Don't you think I've had enough?LOVE YOURS<3The sweet girl you always with.<3 BY: NKONI MOCHEKGECHEKGE
- self explanatory. -- will consist of mainly male characters (since i want to practice and whatnot (most won't be very developed, since whenever i do make an oc i want to use for other things, i'll take-- like-- months?? - most things would be developed through rp?? -- ART DOESN'T BELONG TO ME. ONLY THE OCS I MAKE. -
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Saying good-bye isn't the hardest part, it's what we have to leave behind. Having him as a bestfriend would be good enough for me, but knowing that he's going to marry someone else, it feels like the sun is dissappearing. My world is getting darker and darker. I just know that I have fallin' for you, Xi Luhan."The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right next to them, knowing you can't have them."
The little engine wants to get to a party, but in his way is a HILL. Can he get through with the power of believing?
With her once normal life ripped from her hands Alyssa must face the heartbreak of losing her family and friends. Making tough decisions along the way. Deciding between her fate and what she wants in life. Will she be her true self? Or will her stubbornness prove to be more bad than good?
.·°𝐿𝑜𝒶𝒹𝒾𝓃𝑔°·.-------------A new start is all you hoped for, No not even hoped. You craved it. Attempting to leave your problems in the past, they crept back at you no matter what you did. It was always there, following your every move. It was everything and everybody. You could never love or trust again, It was too much. Too much pain. You will always blame yourself and so will he.(There will be Trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters just to let you know!) I do not claim to own Sallyface or any of the characters Included in Sallyface all rights go to the respectful owner (Steve Gabry)
I comprised this story only out of love. I relate to most of what I put down and understand all of it. I relate to what a burden is and how it makes you feel. I understand that you can't find happiness in someone, only you can find it in yourself.India and Nicky are inseparable. They are compassionate and loving. India felt safe being with Nicky. Nicky too felt like India was endgame. So why did Nicky feel the way she felt. Why couldn't she tell her that she loves her. She knows she loves India I mean how could she not. This story isn't what I want it to be. It's everything else.Everything and Anything •together we come together as a whole. we laugh together. we love together. everything is together, but me. there is something off with me isn't there...there's something that's making you say "i don't want to do this". "i don't want to deal with this". see, the word burden is heavy. whenever i look at you the word is tatted on your face secretly crushing me.quietly i will speak about this. speak about why i can't be enough for you, me, or anyone who comes before me. just know babe, this is all for you. -India