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| I've waited so long for someone like this... and then, as I turn my heart, my hopes and dreams over to him, he changes, and he is just like everyone else. Sometimes I wonder if this is really worth it.
Why? Why does everyone turn out to be the same? Do I really live in a world of clones intent on using each other?
Or does he think thins is what I want, since this is what I've always been given? And this is what has been handed to me for so long: that I am just a pretty body, and nothing more. To be used, to be treated as such, seems to be my lot in life.
And I can't help but wonder if there's something more to a relationship than this. | | |
| Well hello... What are you doing here? What do you look like, who are you behind those eyes? Your words... so sweet! But what lies past them, and why do you hide it?
I'm not sure I understand why you won't let me see what you hide. What hides you, darling? Fear? Rejection? Lonliness? Walk with me; I've been through everything.
My shadow, my sweet shadow, let go, and let me take you to world where the shadows are kings and deamons are the lords and masters. Follow me, to my castle, where I reign goddess.
And... you are gone. I should have known! Take a shadow from the light and it fades into the crowd, you are just like everyone else, and you are gone. | | |
| you! You've ruined me! Look at what I gave you... and now this? How could you? How? How can you take my crying heart and shatter it into a thousand bleeding pieces? How... I don't understand. What did I do?
I thought you were different from the rest. I thought you would keep my heart forever. I thought...
But I thought wrong.
And so did you, if you think I'm going to cry over you. I refuse; I refuse to bow to your heartlessness. I will not be as the others were.
Go ahead, walk away, and I won't follow. I curse you: be alone in your heart forever, as you broke mine.
I hate you... and I miss you so much right now. | | |
| Oh my GOSH he's such a jerk! I waited forever for him to pick me up to go to the fair, and he never came. Now he's not answering his phone. He's such a freakin' coward.
Oh, what I'm gonna do to him...
He'd better have a damn good excuse for not showing. I mean, really, that's so immature. The least he could have done was call.
I'll write more when I don't want to kill everything in sight. | | |
| My name is Sierra Broune. I am dramatic and creepy; I have a severe Vampire fetish.
I go to this crazy school, in which I met my best friend, Deseray, who is goth. Very deep, very cool, and very goth. She's about the only real friend I have.
My boyfriend, Josh, and I are going to a local fair today. I'm not very into the rides, but watching the people is facinating. People are a study, you see, and I find them difficult but rewarding to understand.
Well, anyway, we're off soon. Later. | | |
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