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Vent art. Move along, all of you who don't want to hear my ranty explosion. Which would be just about everyone.
I have so much to be thankful for in my life. My parents are still together and very much in love, and they love me. We've got a lovely house with my three babies, my wonderful dogs. I've got my own room with my own bed. I never go hungry. I've always got something to do, be it drawing or writing or whatever. My grades are high in school, and my local schools are actually some of the best. My family has enough money to send me off for expensive activities such as piano, horseback riding, and singing. I'm not overweight, and I'm completely healthy. I rarely get sick. I've always got clothes on my back. My local library is within walking distance.
And yet, I'm depressed. Despite all these wonderful, wonderful things in my life, I feel black shadows closing in on me. I scream into my pillows. I punch walls. I write depressing stories. I draw pictures like this. I curse out the people closest to me. I curl up in my bathroom, or in the shower, or behind my bed, and I cry my soul out.
I freaking carve the word "bitch" into the back of my left hand.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Will be moved to scraps as soon as someone yells at me for being such a self-centered bitch. And I know it's going to happen.
Because apparently the people I know IRL just can't accept the fact that there is something seriously wrong with me.
And rather than help me through my tears, they basically slap me upside the head and tell me to suck it up.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so freaking sorry. I'm ranting. No one cares about my ranting. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll shut up now.
I have so much to be thankful for in my life. My parents are still together and very much in love, and they love me. We've got a lovely house with my three babies, my wonderful dogs. I've got my own room with my own bed. I never go hungry. I've always got something to do, be it drawing or writing or whatever. My grades are high in school, and my local schools are actually some of the best. My family has enough money to send me off for expensive activities such as piano, horseback riding, and singing. I'm not overweight, and I'm completely healthy. I rarely get sick. I've always got clothes on my back. My local library is within walking distance.
And yet, I'm depressed. Despite all these wonderful, wonderful things in my life, I feel black shadows closing in on me. I scream into my pillows. I punch walls. I write depressing stories. I draw pictures like this. I curse out the people closest to me. I curl up in my bathroom, or in the shower, or behind my bed, and I cry my soul out.
I freaking carve the word "bitch" into the back of my left hand.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Will be moved to scraps as soon as someone yells at me for being such a self-centered bitch. And I know it's going to happen.
Because apparently the people I know IRL just can't accept the fact that there is something seriously wrong with me.
And rather than help me through my tears, they basically slap me upside the head and tell me to suck it up.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm so freaking sorry. I'm ranting. No one cares about my ranting. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'll shut up now.
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a bit of evanescence lyrics comes to mind. the song is called "my immortal" ahem, it goes a bit like:
How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
Bid my blood to run
I can't wake up
Before I come undone
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become
Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life
Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
I can't wake up
Before I come undone
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life
Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead
All this time, I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without thought, without voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life
Wake me up
(Wake me up inside)
I can't wake up
(Wake me up inside)
Save me
(Call my name and save me from the dark)
Wake me up
(Bid my blood to run)
I can't wake up
(Before I come undone)
Save me
(Save me from the nothing I've become)
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life
and bob marley comes to mind, but its probably not a good idea to give you lyrical advice through a *legendary* dead, pot head. i know you can get through this, i know you can, but for now, you can lean i me, and we can fight it together. you cannot fight darkness with more shadows, but only light. i guess im an optimist, but i dont see shadows closing in, i see a girl glowing in the corner, a beacon for all to see. she just doesnt realise how amazing and perfect she is.
How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core where I've become so numb
Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold
Until you find it there and lead it back home
Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
Bid my blood to run
I can't wake up
Before I come undone
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become
Now that I know what I'm without
You can't just leave me
Breathe into me and make me real
Bring me to life
Wake me up
Wake me up inside
I can't wake up
Wake me up inside
Save me
Call my name and save me from the dark
Wake me up
I can't wake up
Before I come undone
Save me
Save me from the nothing I've become
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life
Frozen inside without your touch
Without your love, darling
Only you are the life among the dead
All this time, I can't believe I couldn't see
Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything
Without thought, without voice, without a soul
Don't let me die here
There must be something more
Bring me to life
Wake me up
(Wake me up inside)
I can't wake up
(Wake me up inside)
Save me
(Call my name and save me from the dark)
Wake me up
(Bid my blood to run)
I can't wake up
(Before I come undone)
Save me
(Save me from the nothing I've become)
I've been living a lie
There's nothing inside
Bring me to life
and bob marley comes to mind, but its probably not a good idea to give you lyrical advice through a *legendary* dead, pot head. i know you can get through this, i know you can, but for now, you can lean i me, and we can fight it together. you cannot fight darkness with more shadows, but only light. i guess im an optimist, but i dont see shadows closing in, i see a girl glowing in the corner, a beacon for all to see. she just doesnt realise how amazing and perfect she is.