VulnerableFear radiated brilliantly from his skin.
ObituaryShe's too young for that page...
Our fairytaleMusic connects us;words frame memories.
UntitledThis is the deepest of depthswhere no one can seeeven when they turn their heads and squintto try and see what I really meanwhen I try and smile off the things thatgently and elegantly scrape away at my being.It's so dark that no one can tell the differencebetween their shadowand the hand reaching out in front of themunimaginably belonging to themgraspingreachingpullingdesperately pleading to understandwhat I'm actually feeling.No one ever will.I'm not brave enough.
ShiversYour tongue dancing over my skin,waltzing with my tongueand our hands interlockingwhile my eyes disappearto a place only you and I know of.Your body is warm on mine,safely pressing up against meand moving ever so smoothly.You get up, and dress yourself,walk to the door,turn around,smile,and leave.
SheShe would just smile the sweetest of smiles,and giggle a little,and when silence filled the room,her eyes would still be laughinguntil her bliss was felt by everyone in the room.
My Life StoryClumsygirltryingtowalkstraight.
SWS 43 - Just WriteWrote too little,thought too much.
Stronger than thoughtYou lied. You left. I survived.
Three Months and 25 Pounds AgoIt's hard.You're strong.Keep running.
Day 2Ship sank....DAY 79:KEEP SWIMMING!!!
A Thousand wordsBrave Smile.Tear StainedRed Rimmed
The Operation"Forceps." "Forceps.""Scalpel." "Scalpel.""...Death certificate."
InspirationInspiration--the fear of feeling nothing.
Beautiful DreamerSher u n srampant t h r o u g h m y d r
Unnecessary crueltyMe: Why?You: Because I could.
A Picture's WorthNever written, I drew them instead.
The Weasley Twins"Which one's the evil one?""Both."
AsphyxiationFirst he was, then he wasn't.
....until proven guilty?Accused he stood.Innocent he died.
My life so farBorn. School. deviantArt. Work. Consuming everything.
CommunicationI talk, you listen. Simple, right?
Until the Very End - SWSTake me with youForeverPlease?
LifeLearned reading. Everything else stopped mattering.
SilenceThe picture screamed;her hand trembled.