“Our tongues can’t compete with the rapid thinking of our brains, our words come out slow and slurred. The pen is our haven. There is a lot of fear buried into that little pen. It holds all of our agony, our torment, our blood and our heaven.” ― Coco J. Ginger

A disco ball (shattered mirror) shines more than a mirror. -Mint Tea Leaf

Kati decided to spread rumors about me, only because I did something I do every day... tease (in a friendly way) Ty. I was holding the door closed so he couldn't come in, and he manages to yank it open and slip between the door, wall and my hand on the door knob. I have a hand on the door frame and of course one on the knob and both my hands are...

Dating...

Frustration, headaches, discouragement...these are all just some symptoms of dating. I've been in relationships for most of my adult life, so just the idea of meeting new guys and having to start over with every new person tends to be exhausting. Perfect example...a couple of months ago I actually ventured out to one of the dreaded online d...

"Remember how far you've come, not just how far you have to go. You are not where you want to be, but neither are you where you used to be." Have faith & take one step at a time.

As a moon lit beam falls to grasp the night astray, i know that this precious moment is the right to stay. As the dawn light burns to a day, our time trickles further and further away. Oh, how i love our love. our deep, true love, forever for all to see. Some with fury, some with none, forever it should be. But oh if only you believed i was for ...

COLORS BOTHER ME BECAUSE THERES NO WAY TO DESCRIBE THEM AND I THINKL IFE WOULD BE FINE WITHOUT THEM. BUT THEN I REMEMBER I WOULDNT BE ABLE TO SEE THE GLOW IN YOUR EYES OR THE SPARKLE IN YOUR SMILE AND THEN I REMEMBER I CANT DESCRIBE MY FEELINGS FOR YOU, EITHER. BUT THAT DOESNT BOTHER ME AS MUCH. SO MAYBE, JUST MAYBE, WE DO NEED COLORS, AFTER ALL...

God, I really miss you. I miss talking silly with you and randomly admiring you. I miss worshipping you. Adoring you. Showing you I love you. Im sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry. I do love you. I'm tired of talking about boys and school and drama. i want to talk about how amazing MY GOD IS AND HOW GRATEFUL I AM TO LIVE IN...

What would I do without Jesus? Nothing. What would I be without Jesus? Nothing. g

I don't like having crushes. As a matter of fact, I hate having crushes. They take my strength and force me to replace it with vulnerability. They take my care on friends or school and force me to place it on whether or not I get a text back. Whether or not I'm noticed by him. And in the end, the very end, they take my heart and rip it from my c...

I love JESUS! g

My mind is haunted with self diminishing thoughts.

I want love.

I sit in tunnels. Talking to myself. The echo makes me feel As though I'm not so alone.

But my dear, the whole world is sad.

If your going to be with me, your going to have to deal with my crazy facial expressions and my gnarly laughs. My hormonal rants and my strange nighttime moods. My morning look and obsession for shoes. My girl drama. And most of all, your going to have to stoop down with me when I'm at my most humane and keep up when me when I'm at my most divin...

It's gotten to the point where I can't cry anymore. I can only bring myself to tingly nostrils, the lump in my throat, and foggy vision. But the tears never fall. The sob never sounds. The tingle goes away. But the pain still remains. It always remains.

Behind her pale smile, Is an everlasting frown. And resting underneath her white skin, Is blood Dying to come out. Pouring out of her eyes, Are rain drops of emotion. One is sad. One, is furious. She says to herself "you've messed with the wrong girl." For the truth is, you have. This girl is mighty. She is overpowering and full of beauty...

Grab my hand, And come with me; Into the night, Through the forest. I am not Who you thought of me I am not Who you want me to be Come closer. Look into my eyes. Don't tell me That is beauty. Ah hah! Don't lie! You fooling bastard I refuse to believe your tricks. All these years I've despised my face. All these years I've tried to hide...

I genuinely appreciate the few good people left in this world.

Share.

Its you people that are why we don't have obsessions or talents. People that are good at everything, took all the talents so we are left talentless. Obsessive people took all the obsessions, so we are left passionless. Or people that have so much heart; they took ours, so we are left heartless.

Talking to the moon because thats the only face that will listen.

And in the blink of an eye, He started losing his life, Left and right.

Death is mandatory. Suicide is a choice.

Our thoughts [dont] define us.

"and just in case you forgot, I love you." (cam)

I don't know why I do half the things I do. Sometimes I do them for me, But sometimes I do them for you.

Death sounds sweet, Love sounds bitter. "Im okay," Is what they claim. Don't lie. Give me love, I'll throw it away. Death sounds sweet, Love sounds bitter.

Please, my days are filled with purple skies and endless wonders. There is so much hope in eternity. Can't you see it? Neither can I...

How are we to know that death is easier than life when every time we come close to knowing, it's already too late?

It happens to everybody. Anybody can do it. But only the weak go under.

People lie. People steal. People cheat and won't be real. So here's to life, no need to push me. I'll jump.

Don't look above my knees. Definitely don't check my wrists. Don't pull up my sleeves. Do not check your blades. You know what I've done, Trust me, they'll fade.

i love you. i love the wave in your hair. The way you smile at stupid things i do. i love the relaxed tone in your voice. i love your freckles. i love how they're scattered all over. Your body. i love your body. i love the warmth i feel at your touch, and the nervousness i feel at your sight. i love the butterflies that swarm when you randomly t...

Your worth it. Whether this lasts or not, your worth it.

Love gave me my life back just to start killing me again.

I don't know you. But you're amazing. Not amazing like me. But amazing like you.

Hurt

This is my first note in my public diary. When you first see me, I would appear to be a happy, healthy, and fun-loving girl. I am very much into beauty, and love shopping and all that @!#$. I get comments all the time that, "Oh I wish I was happy like you!" or, "Oh, but you wouldn't understand, you are so innocent." These comments would not anno...

Fuck It All

thats all i have to say. Fuck it.

Cut

Why do I cut? I am not an old cutter; I would not quite say I am addicted; Last time I counted I had 25... I started in Dec- beginning of Jan. Only when I'm stressed I normally cut... Or when i'm lonely...which is always... I think I hate myself.

why me?

Im so confused...hes not the guy you think he is hes different...he cares but in his own way and idk how to explain it but he does...and I wish he would drop everything and come to me...its my fault and now i have to pay the price i gave up the perfect guy and he went to a girl that doesnt even CARE about the cute things he does for her and im s...

Her name was Princess

Her name was Princess. I met her through my other friend. We became close by talking on the phone, frequently. At that time, I wasn't sure if either I like her or I just like talking with her. My friend and I sometimes visited her from San Francisco to Newark. There was a time that I tried to get hooked up with her friend, but she ended up with ...

New to this site.

I don't even know why I got this account. I am exploring new ways to express myself, I guess?

ahhhh

the hardest thing to learn is how to be happy by yourself. i need people. i crave people. i hate people. and i rely on them for my happiness and i always always wind up getting crushed. i don't know how to find my own happiness.

Everyone starts somewhere. It's where you go from there that matters.