Have you ever been in love? Horrible isnt it? It makes you so vunerable. It opens up your chest and it opens up your heartand it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build all theese defences, you build a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hirt you, then one stupide person, no different from any other person, wanders into your stupid life.... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we shou
Sitting here thinking,
One day I'm not going to go to school tomorrow.
One day I'm not going to see my friends every single day anymore.
One day we're all going to grow old and forget about half the people we spent the first 18 or so years of our lives with.
One day some people are going to move far away.
One day me and my best friend won't talk every single day like we used to.
One day our young loves won't be around anymore.
One day I'm probably never going to speak to half of my closest friends I had at school.
One day life won't be easy.
One day my favourite musicians and artists won't be making music anymore.
One day all the th
I ran and ran as the autumn breeze hit my skin and the rain sodden leaves were clenching onto my feet with every step. My whole body ached in pain and every part of me wanted to just give up and go back home. I am Marine Vallionette I am a 9 year old German girl with rich parents with the highest aristocracy in the whole of Germany. My parents are judgemental of everything I have ever done. I hated them for it and they hated me for not following there stupid ways and traditions. They hated me for befriending a Jewish "commoner" as my parents put it, they hated me for never having any German friends and the thing they hate the most is that
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isnt it? It makes you so vunerable. It opens up your chest and it opens up your heartand it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build all theese defences, you build a whole suit of armour, so that nothing can hirt you, then one stupide person, no different from any other person, wanders into your stupid life.... You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn't your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so a simple phrase like "maybe we shou
Sitting here thinking,
One day I'm not going to go to school tomorrow.
One day I'm not going to see my friends every single day anymore.
One day we're all going to grow old and forget about half the people we spent the first 18 or so years of our lives with.
One day some people are going to move far away.
One day me and my best friend won't talk every single day like we used to.
One day our young loves won't be around anymore.
One day I'm probably never going to speak to half of my closest friends I had at school.
One day life won't be easy.
One day my favourite musicians and artists won't be making music anymore.
One day all the th
I am,
The beginning of the end,
And the end of the beginning.
The middle of the introduction,
And the intro to the 20-years-later.
I am endless,
In this maze of time.
I am a cycle,
Living in a straight line.
I am unique,
In this world of monochrome.
And I am boring,
In this world of constant change.
I am someone,
Where no one has a name.
I am no one,
Where everyone's the same.
I am the opposite of antonym,
And the antonym of synonym.
I am the nonsensical part of your mind.
I am the logical part of your heart.
I am the thing that doesn't exist.
But yet I am right here.
I am the thing that will never desist,
Hold
Tell devientART about yourself hmmm how should i tell 4.5million strangers about myself i could make something up like ive travelled with a spaceman to outer space but that of course would be a lie Tbh I should start with who I am. Im a 15yr old girl residing in the North of England with 2 cats 2 parents and a sister, I dont deal well with depression, I'm bad tempered, preffer to be alone but now that I have friends I cant face losing them, can be insecure, for once I'd love to be happy with life but until then Il stay my usual mad hatter self :P. Il tell you the truth though there are 3rules to great happiness in my opinion but then again everyone should have them. my 3 rules are: 1. dont regret anything cause if your not dead then youl get stronger 2. have opinions about anything coz youl be a great person one day if there strong enough 3. fall in love as many times as you possibly can wich then leads back to rule1. so there are my 3rules i will live by them always nd hope i end up happy
A revolution has begun today for me inside The ultimate defense is to pretend Revolve around yourself just like an ordinary man The only other option to forget
TRINITY BLOOD FTW
SETH AND ABEL FTW!!!!!!!
Current Residence: home :D Favourite genre of music: ROCK FTW!!!! Favourite style of art: Abstract MP3 player of choice: Ipod touch Favourite cartoon character: to many Personal Quote: Nostalgia will be the reason why i die
Favourite Movies
cemetery junction
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
30 seconds to mars + Sixx A.M + Panic at the disco
Favourite Books
anything by Kathy Reichs and Ben Macintyre
Favourite Writers
Eleanor Farjeon
Favourite Games
Final Fantasy, Legend of Zelda,okami
Favourite Gaming Platform
Mario
Tools of the Trade
varied
Other Interests
music (listening to it), poetry, horse riding and being an awesome ninja ;D
I'm stuck!!
my brain is not finctioning and I cant think of what to write next nor can I think of any new poetry to upload go damn it brain why wont you work!!!!!!!!!
I'm stuck!!
my brain is not finctioning and I cant think of what to write next nor can I think of any new poetry to upload go damn it brain why wont you work!!!!!!!!!
because my ipod didnt save my journal from last night I will right an extra one this week
WRITING IS AWESOME AND SO IS POKEMON
SHOUTING IS MORE EFFECTIVE THEN TALKING
STORY-CHAPTER 4 DONE
-CHAPTER 3 STILL WITH CHARLIE
- CHAPTER 5 WORK IN PROGRESS
LIFE IS GOOOOOOOODDDD!!!