Sadness vs HappinessSadnessSadness vs Happiness
Feels like a complete removal of your internal organs. Like everything inside of your skin is gone and replaced by angry, ugly horse flies, battering at your chest in a desperate attempt to escape. Tastes like KitKat bars that your sister got for you after she realized that you weren't laughing...you were crying. Smells like smoke, swirling up from his mouth and making innocent little curls that were fun to watch as his brain cells died and his lungs shriveled into themselves. Sounds like intelligence gone wrong, a misuse of words and a single sentence that cuts and stabs at my brain and will haunt me fo
CrazyShe's got dirt under her finger nails, and her hair is matted and clumped, sticking to her face as her forehead perspires. The sun is burning her skin, but pain and suffering are so far behind her now that she can't even remember what they feel like.Crazy
She feels herself screaming but no sound comes out from her mouth, and she just cries and cries for everything she's ever done wrong while her family and friends look on in a circle around the grave.
There's a tree to her left with a nest of baby blue jays, but her love of nature and the world ended when he did. They could die for all she cared.
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Lost HeartHer lips met his in what could've been true love's first kiss. She broke away, her light gray eyes suddenly cast downward, as if ashamed for being so bold.Lost Heart
He was tempted to reach out and touch her lips with his fingers, to pass his hand over the smooth skin of her shoulder, or to breathe in the scent of her dark hair, yet he refrained, thinking it would only make the goodbye more painful.
"Should I write?" he offered, desperate to hear her beautiful voice once more. "No... it would be best if..." she choked on her words, hating herself for even thinking them, "it would be be
diediedieI walk around with fourteen years of hatred on my shoulders. I can still feel the self-inflicted scars on my back, still feel the cold steel carving pain into my ugly, green skin.diediedie
I walk around with fourteen years of fear to keep me in check. I can still feel his hands gripping my arms with drug-induced force. I can still feel his death threats hanging in the air every time I hear our song. I can still feel his breath on the back of my neck, and I shiver even as I type this.
I walk around with fourteen years of friendship to remember. Can still remember the moment when she walked p
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5,6, or 7 days away i am too tired to count!!!!
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Wait, what? Whaddya mean I wasn't supposed to kill him?!
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