this happiness is burning out
(soon it will be just dying embers, then ash, then blow away in the wind and taunt me by shining in a dark night sky)
I can taste like lemon drops or cinnamon, I would smell of old books and herbal tea if I could do what I wanted all day. I can be bitter and hold grudes.
I am a grammatical error, a walking contradiction, a girl stalked by obsession, being eaten alive by anxeity, a dying star but still my screams are far and few between. I suffer myself, in silence.
you reduced me to a pile of bones with your constant feeding of laxative lies.
And now I'm addicted and walking the road of an eating disorder disaster alone.
love is just a chemical reaction in the brain
but gosh does it hurt... it hurts.
I'll explode in a glittery mess of rainbow insides
-[it'llbemyglitterydoom]
(soon it will be just dying embers, then ash, then blow away in the wind and taunt me by shining in a dark night sky)
I can taste like lemon drops or cinnamon, I would smell of old books and herbal tea if I could do what I wanted all day. I can be bitter and hold grudes.
I am a grammatical error, a walking contradiction, a girl stalked by obsession, being eaten alive by anxeity, a dying star but still my screams are far and few between. I suffer myself, in silence.
you reduced me to a pile of bones with your constant feeding of laxative lies.
And now I'm addicted and walking the road of an eating disorder disaster alone.
love is just a chemical reaction in the brain
but gosh does it hurt... it hurts.
I'll explode in a glittery mess of rainbow insides
-[it'llbemyglitterydoom]
- Last seen on Oct 31 11:44 AM. Member since September 2, 2007.
- My mood is , and quote is "tiiiirrreeeddddd".
- I am a 14 year old girl (Great Britain)
- When I'm not writing, I'm not writing... duh :P.
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She ducked under flailing arms and quick-stepped her feet over and under the thong of high-heels an loafer. The music pounded in her ears and thinking here was impossible. She dodged a couple in an embrace, the girl intoxicat500 words, 5 comments, July 7
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Sometimes I dream that I’m stuffed beneath the floor boards like all little dirty secrets are, its damp and crowded as I’m sharing residenc<100 words, 4 comments, November 23. In Noguest
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yesterday you were re-birthed
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