

All Is Not Fair in...1The day started off normally for Nicole. Get up. Brush teeth. Go to school. Her emerald eyes sparkled as she gazed at her reflection, after arranging her long russet curls into a neat ponytail. The contrast of her dark hair against her pale pink flesh caused her deep mahogany hair to look almost black. She flipped through her clothes deciding on her favorite dark teal shirt and jeans to go with her new black boots. She would was what her friends called a happy goth. Her love of all things dark and her usual depression like attitude was countered by this crazy and flamboyant energy creating a paradox of a person. She was to normal to be a gothAll Is Not Fair in...1


The Words I cannot SayGod, how I wish I could say the words. I want you to keep pushing keep going until my defenses at last fall completely and I have no choice but to tell you. But at the same time I don't want to say a word, not even give a hint at it, it's not worth jeopardizing everything we have, especially on something we both know isn't right. I'm sure on my part at least it's because of my desire to just have someone to say it to who'll say it back to me and mean it that I'm going to project it onto anyone close to me. Every time I try to get away in hopes of overcoming this feeling I'm drawn back in. It's like a drug, it won't let me go nor I it. Even ifThe Words I cannot Say
Thanks for the fave
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In my restless dreams .... I see that town ... Silent Hill
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THE IRON-GIBBET
"And what is in a branch? There's a gibbet! That is why I call my forest the torture chamber!"
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I have come to realize more and more that the greatest disease and the greatest suffering is to be unwanted, unloved, uncared for, to be shunned by everybody, to be just nobody~Mother Teresa
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