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I Hope You Choke On Every Word You Scream At Me.
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Heyy
My Name Is Andrea.
I'm 14 Years Old.
I Live In Canada.
Not very Fun D:
I Live In A House With Alot OF Violence.
Always Yelling Going On.
Me And My Mom Don't Get Along To Good.
But Sometimes We Get Along Great.
But I Guess It's All Good.
I Have A Sister.
She Hates Me To Death.
I Don't Really Know My Dad.
Or Do I Care To Know Him.
Haven't Seen Him In Years Either.
And I'm Not Complaining.
I Don't Care To See Him.
He Was An Abusive Baastard.
And Beat My Mom.
Till She Couldn't Move.
I Hate Him.
Even Though I Hardly Know Him.
I Hate Him.
If I'm Down.
Nothing Can Make Me Better.
So Don't Try.
You Will Only Make It Worse.
I Write Poems And Short Stories.
Even Though I'm Not Very Good At It.
I'm A Nice Person.
And Easy To Get Along With.
I'm Random.
Really Random.
Share with me
Cause I need it right now
Let me see your insides
Or write me off
Cause I'd rather starve now
If you won't open up
You won't open up. It Tears Me Up
Look in my eyes...
I'm jaded now whatever that means...
By sharing these things...
I rip my heart out...
It's worth my time...
Whatever that means...
I Wrote This.
Yea.
It's Not Very Good.
I Know.
Your Lucky I'm Even Putting This On.
Because No On Ever Reads My Bad Poems.
So Read And Shut Up.
xD
Water filling my lungs,
And breathing is becoming harder,
I scream out for help,
But no one hears my cries,
It feels like I'm being pulled under,
Slowly very slowly,
The waters over my head,
And I scream again,
But theres nothing but bubbles,
Escaping from my mouth,
My lungs feel like there being crushed,
And theres no air left,
I'm begining to lose consusness,
And soon it will be all over,
The pain will be gone,
And the next time you see me,
I shall be floating again.
domokun Vincent Valentine domokun
I wrote this one too
You know what you did,
Yuu said you were done,
I hate it when you do it,
When you make that slit,
When you lie there holding you head,
As the blood runs down ruby red,
You look down at your wrist,
At all those little slit,
You tell yourself you reliving the pain,
And you act like it all a game,
You say you'll feel better when your done,
So you hold the razor blade up ready to make the next one,
It touches your skin,
And your head begins to spin,
It's like the own addiction,
And your trapped in your own affliction,
Bloods dripping to the floor,
And your mind feels like it's being torn,
Your had hits the ground,
Theres red all around,
Your vision begins to blur,
And your mind begins to slur,
Everything is turning black,
And you know that this time your not coming back.
I Will Achive This Avitar. x]
Her bone structure screams
"Touch her! Touch her!"
Rawr!
I'mma Eat You (:
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