May. 4th, 2005

[identity profile] lostone-xyla.livejournal.com
Hey just joined. You are all most insane, so I might be fitting in...
Well... heya, hope to have more to say later... but you NEVER know dun dun duuun
okay well that was fun,
xyla

The Cross

May. 4th, 2005 11:42 am
[identity profile] dementedheather.livejournal.com
*narf* Wrote this. Wanted to share.

The Cross

Once upon a day
You used to say
"Cross your heart, hope to die,
Stick a needle in your eye"

And so did I
And took your hands

Now my heart is crucified
And I wished I would have died
From all the needles in my chest
Studded, tortured, laid to rest

Our lullaby
That's how it ends
[identity profile] jess-dreamer.livejournal.com
got a baby chicken for a biology assignment today...

and i ♥ him

only 10 hours old
my baby chicken for biology )
[identity profile] dr4g0n-3y35.livejournal.com
I learned today that my nails aren't long enough or sharp enough to actually slit my wrists.

But they did leave a pretty red line..




And to think it's been exactly one year, 6 months, and 6 days since I last seriously thought of suicide. I actually don't know if I wanted to die more or to live more. It was refreshing to feel the pain, and a voice inside my head was screaming for me to not kill myself, so I think I wanted to live more. That's why I didn't pick up the piece of glass on the ground. But I kept seeing myself in the middle of the field with a gun, blowing my brains out. Quite a graphic image.

All I know is that today went gray and I felt completely invisible to everyone. So I think I had to hurt myself so I could get back into the real world again.

Maybe it's the weather. It's cloudy and rainy, and that always affects my mood. The last thing I remember before going gray was having a debate with an atheist (I'm a Christian). I think the debate ended, and I left.. I don't remember much after that. I had a few lapses, so it's kinda jittery. Someone kept narrating my movements though.. It was getting annoying. A teacher walked by and asked how I was. I lied and said I was alright. That's what I tell everyone. I'm alright. But I'm really not. And as soon as I get out of high school I'm gonna go to a psychiatrist or check myself in somewhere or something. Not now. My parents wouldn't understand.



God I hope this line goes away..
[identity profile] happynekko.livejournal.com
God, I'm tired, and not in that "I should probably go laydown and sleep" sort of tired, either.

I'm tired of me.

I'm tired of sitting here trying to think of something constructive, something to write, I'm a writer, fuckin'dammit, this is my passion, my medium! But the same useless drivvle keeps comming again and again. I write somthing, look back at it and wrinkle my nose thinking it nothing more then trash. God, a good inspiration hasn't struck me in so long I'm begining to wonder if my creativity is just dead.

If I can't do this....then I am useless. A husk. A useless husk wasting time and energy that could be better spent on someone else with a buck of talent.

Gah! it makes me want to tear my hair out by the roots and throw it around me. Makes me want to scratch at myself, cut myself like I did in highschool. Do things that I know I shouldn't be doing. Something, anything, maybe if I could get myself out of this rut, do something so dramatic I'll open myself up to something again.

Fuckin' A! A whole goddamned hour and the only thing I could come up with is this: )

Maybe someone can tell me its all in my head.........
[identity profile] kkyra.livejournal.com
So, I'm having on of those weird moments again. I'm thinking about the past, about all the people who really mean anything to me, etc. I'm thinking alot about people whom I never, or rarely hear from anymore. I have suddnely of late gained some sort of inspiration that has given me the motivational momentum to actually take action about returning to school. I have researched schools, chosen one and applied to it, requested transcripts, etc. I have this feeling of running out of time, sort of. So I'm feeling a bit melancholy, energetic, anxious, thoughtful, introspective, retrospective, and restless. If there is one word for it, I can't fathom what it is. It eludes me thus far, and I am not entirely certain there is a word for it. For now I merely exist in this strange state of mangled, intermixed feelings.

x posted
[identity profile] kkyra.livejournal.com
IT'S NAKED TIME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[identity profile] dangerbaby3000.livejournal.com
i took my doggy for a long hike today, and way way waaaayyyyy up in the hills, what do i find??

FUCKING GRAFFITI!!!

okay, who the fuck are they trying to 'represent' to? the fucking birds and squirrels?? the occasional passer-by?
what territory are they claiming? the hills? HA! let's see them try. fucking hell. i think it's time for some serious ETHICAL CLEANSING. yes, ethical. not ethnical, dog no. piece of shit 'gangsters' come in all colors. that is why i call it "ethical cleansing."
we need to wipe these fuckers off the face of the earth. THEY SERVE NO FUCKING PURPOSE! i am SICK of washing the assinine tagging off the fence. i am SICK of having shit stolen right out of the backyard as we sleep. i am SICK of those little motherfuckers, who wont do shit when they're alone, but when they're roaming in packs like a pack of pathetic wild dogs, then they want to play macho. then they want to start shit. and MY NEIGHBORHOOD ISN'T EVEN CONSIDERED A BAD ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i hate them with such a burning, all-consuming passion. i hate "gangbangers," "gangsters", or whatever you fucking want to call them. they're pathetic, worthless, disgusting losers who need to just be wiped out. we need to do some spring cleaning. they will never amount to anything. and none of you better tell me that they've probably heard that all their lives, or their daddys were never around, and that's why they're such scum. that's BULLSHIT!!! FUCKING BULLSHIT!!!! my daddy left us, and i'm a good fucking person (believe it or not, heheh)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HOLY SHIT I AM SOOOOOOO PISSED RIGHT NOW
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