Devious Journal EntryHOPEFUL
lately.
I'm starting to believe in God, my writers block is ebbing away, and, even though I'm still depressed at home...
I'm happy.
Is it possible to be happy and depressed at the same time?
it seems likely.
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AlzheimersI am seventy-four years old. Or I was; before I died. I would now be...well, time is slipping by me. I'm not sure how old I am now.Alzheimers
It doesn't matter anymore.
I died of what some people would assume to be old age. Only my children and my doctors know the true cause of death: alzheimers, then a heart attack. Alzheimers was not the cause of death necessarily, but when I was diagnosed, it sure felt like it. It felt like the end of the world. It's hard to deal with the fact that you will, at some point, forget your life, piece by piece. It starts with the little things: What you got your grandchild for Christmas last y
by ~XdrownmeslowlyX
When?When did my home...stop being a home?When?
I remember happy times. My 7-year-old memories are failing me now. As I get older, I'm forgetting them.
Maybe I need to be more specific. Not 7-year-old memories, but happy memories. I am forgetting happy memories.
But were there every really happy times in my house? Looking around know, listening to the screaming in the next room, I can't see how. How could they have loved each other then, and hate each other so much now?
Was I just a disillusioned child? Did they put on a font, a facade, for me? Did they argue quietly, behind closed doors; instead o
by ~XdrownmeslowlyX
DeathI know only darkness. I speak only darkness. I hear only darkness.Death
In fact, I am darkness.
Aren't I?
People speak of me. Oh yes, they speak of me. Of my thieving. But I know no better. I know only stealing.
Where do people speak of me?
Behind closed doors. In quiet places. In doctors' offices.
At funerals.
People speak of me with hushed tones and teary eyes. Shocked voices. Shocked faces.
What am I, you ask?
Well. I am Death.
by ~XdrownmeslowlyX
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The Run AwayShe never loved her family, They were just people in her eyes, There to make every second hell, And feed her nothing but lies.The Run Away
She knew them of old; habits and hates, But they hardly knew she was there, She wasn't special, nor their daughter, For her, they merely didn't care.
They locked her away in darkness, Left her with only her dreams, Those from early childhood, Her ideal world - ripped at the seams.
Her friends were pain and sadness, They would never leave her side, But no one was really there for her, As real love she was deni
by ~SpiritOfTheShadows
Done With YouHow fucked up Can you really be? You think that you Take care of me? I'm your tourniquet, Your advocate You're a hypocrit, You don't give a shit I mend your wounds I take care of you It's you who needs me And you know it's true You're the one with problems You're the one who needs help You just want somebody weak To feel better about yourself You're nothing but A greedy bitch You lick my wounds, You'll pull the stitch, You pick my scabs You won't let me heal You make sure pain Is all I feel Find someoDone With You
by ~skinnylittleschizo
doneby ~Matriarch667
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- Current Residence: Middle of nothing, KY
- Interests: reading, writing, drawing, chatting collecting quotes
- Favourite movie: Juno, I now pronounce you chuck and larry, Nightmare Before Xmas and Baby Mama
- Favourite band or musician: a helluvalot...Mayday Parade, Katie Perry, Marilyn Manson, Avril Lavigne, Taylor Swift, KellyClarkon
- Favourite genre of music: rock, metal, some pop, some techno
- Favourite poet or writer: Nany Garden, Maraget Haddix, and some guy I can't remember o.O
- Favourite style of art: pretty much anything except fanart. :)
- Operating System: My computer...?
- MP3 player of choice: mine
- Skin of choice: my Ipod Classic. omg, i'd die without it!
- Favourite gaming platform: My computer desk
- Favourite cartoon character: Flapjack, Chowder and...Zeva? (don't know how to spell it) from NCIS
- Personal Quote: I LOVE all quotes. I have a giant notebook of them. So I can't decide on one.
- Yahoo: lilpixegirl11
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