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Here is the short and sweet of things: I decided to unblock him on Facebook. I don't want to have anything to do with him, but I don't want to be reminded of him in the future. He is the man that made me what I am today, but that doesn't mean that I will want to remember him tomorrow. I have decided not to forgive him after all because the anger that I need to feed off of is within my lack of forgiveness. He will be the one who makes the serial killer/axe-murder of tomorrow.
Anxiety Trip
So... An interesting thing happened today. I started to feel like the world was coming down on me, and then I lost my one and only true lifeline. My iPod mysteriously disappeared. I started to panic because my iPod is the one thing that can bring me some kind of calm. I live off of music. My very soul and spirit drinks music in. Anyway... I frantically searched my house top to bottom just hoping to find it because I really needed it, but I couldn't find it anywhere that I looked. I looked over the house a second time just to make sure that I didn't miss it the first time that I looked and found that I still couldn't find it. I started to seri
Beautiful Emptiness (How does that make You Feel?)
Are you trying to stare into my soul? Do you want to see what I am made of? Would you like to see my spirit? Is that what you are trying to see? I hate to disappoint you. I wish that I didn't have to leave you longing. I would give my all just to let you see what it is that you want to see. I would love to show you the real me, but this is pretty much all that I am. You will never see my spirit because I have none. I lost my soul back when I was but a wee lass. I am nothing but a handsome body... which is nothing like what I want to be. I want to be able to be myself. I want to be able to truly know myself. I want to find that which I once ha
I Love You Even Still
I know that I should be past this by now. I should be to the place where the pain no longer lingers. I know that I should be over you. I know that you have already moved on. Why am I still stuck on you? Why can I not move on from you? Why am I still in love with the thought of us? Why do I still miss you? I am tormenting myself with the memories of us; of me; of you; of happiness. I continue torturing myself because I find it to be a justifiable means to a cause. I keep beating myself up because I feel there is penance for what I've done to us. I will keep killing myself slowly until I finally find a change, find an end to this turmoil. Why I
My Education is the Anti-Life
Why? Why do I have to deal with this crap? Why do I have to feel this pain? Why do I have to learn that there are worse pains than that of abandonment? Why must school bring me such pain? Why must my education become such a threat? Why must I desire so greatly just to isolate myself just to do homework? Why must I feel that my relationships are just stressors that are here to help break the camel's back? Why must I, now, deem school as being evil? Why must I deal with this? Why?
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