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so sleep alone tonight
Shu Ern.
16 earthling years. Gutsy and sarcastic. Mushroom on head. Hide sweets at unreachable places just so that she doesn't eat too many of them. Breed dinosaurs. |
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Fuck
I hate that sometimes the littlest (if there's such a word) of all little things can bring me down.Maybe that's sign of depression or a need of a therapist. Or maybe I'm just being devastated cause I feel ultra transparent. Or maybe I'm just pissed that I'm a screw up. Or maybe I'm just bitter about all that's happening. Noone ever give me enough time to speak. Noone ever really care if I dying or whatever it is. Noone ever gives a damn and it makes me not give a damn too. I just wished I could sink like the titanic sometimes. (Ha-Ha) -You don't have to rub it in my face, I already hate you that much. Dark clouds hanging above me
I'm just really bad at estimating distances. So what? Sue me!I'm just a rebel who doesn't give a shit cause I ain't writing all those dumb shits you're expecting me to write. Call me a horror writer, I don't care! I have my own standing and if you don't like it, It's your problem. If I don't like you, I never will. And there's nothing you can do about it. Maybe I'm a hypocrite. But why the hell do you care? -I'm just frustrated with all the bad luck. When you're a child, you're the most brilliant you will ever be in your life
Sometimes I just want to go crazy and not have a care in the world.. . . . . Sometimes I just want to draw on my walls and make a mess around the house with paint. . . . . . Sometimes I tell myself not to overthink stuff. . . . . . Sometimes things are just that simple but my mind isn't. . . . . . Sometimes I get lost. . . . . . Sometimes I get emotional over nothing. . . . . . Sometimes I wonder who or what I used to be. . . . . . Sometimes I convinced myself that I'm better now than ever but other times I failed to do so. . . . . . Sometimes I just want to have fun. . . . . . Sometimes I just wish a was a child all over again. . . . . . . . . . . -Don't you wish that life is just a child's play? . . . . . . . Growing up makes me sick. . . I wish I could be 12 again. . I wish I were some 140 midget, laughing at everyone who crosses the street. . . . . . . . . . -But we all know that I'm a 17 year old, desperate to recapture the essence of my colourful childhood moments. =(
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