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Hello

My name is Emily

I live in Australia

I am 15

I am a lesbian

I hate homosexuals

No, that isn't a typo

I am anemic

I have scoliosis

I have spinal degeneration

I have obsessive compulsive tendencies

I do not have a filter between my brain and my mouth, so I appologize in advance

My mother can not look me in the eyes

She despises me

My father is a avid church goer, but still understands

My brother pretends to hate me, but loves me on the inside

I spend most of my time alone is my room

I inflict pain upon myself

Many call me emo

However emo is a music genre, not a personality or state of mind

I am suicidal

But no one cares

They all make jokes about my depression

Everyone

I despise school

I class myself as a chocolate coated marshmallow

Hard exterior

Soft interior

My ex cut her arm open because of me

7 stitches

Because of me

How can five letters cause so much pain: g u i l t

And yet five other letters are meant to heal all: s o r r y

The glass is neither half full, nor half empty

It is simply, too big


Life is no guarantee, it is merely a series of events that neither you, not I have any control over - Emily Auld


Please don't be shy, send me a message, I don't bite.

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  • Death in a Laboratory
    You become aware of the pain searing through your eyes. You slowly realize the source of the blinding light invading from the outside.
    800 words, 7 comments, November 20, 2008. In Crime, Dark, Fiction, Horror

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