having a lot to say
saying much but feeling like you\'ve not said enough is a struggle that i face time and again
Seeing everyone else do stuff and me feeling out of place
somehow a balance could be reached right here
.. my thoughts, ideas, expression advice and more could be seen by someone and who knows... it might just be what someone out there needs
I thought i would join them this oncePerhaps I wouldn’t ho hungry this afternoon But noAs always i get caught whenever I try to join others do anything slightly lawbreaking That is why I’ve come to love going soloAs his hands swiftly moved to his back pocket Terror runs through my whole bodyEverything sets on slow motion as the hand appears armed with a gun that know he wouldn’t hesitate to useThe people here are cruelWhat was i thinking I should have just been meek as always I should have let myself sink into the position of a walking dead,an empty human witch i am I thought i wasn’t scared of anything anymore I had nothing else to looseBut standing here now with this gun pointed to my headMy breathing hitchedI knew i was not ready to die and i had a LOT to looseWas this it?Did I survive everything to end up dying like this? This can’t be real right?Maybe it’s just a bad dream and I’ll wake up panting as usual But noI see him from my peripheral vision I grow so stiff that I could compete with a logThe cold feel of the gun touching my templesThis WAS realCrap I’m still 14!
finding one's self has got to be one of the trickiest things yet... some figure it out... others die trying but all in all it is a journey we all undertake
Move on with Cleo as she goes on her journey and tells you your thing up to that you might not know about find out even more how to be independent brave and be your own boss
I thought i would join them this oncePerhaps I wouldn’t ho hungry this afternoon But noAs always i get caught whenever I try to join others do anything slightly lawbreaking That is why I’ve come to love going soloAs his hands swiftly moved to his back pocket Terror runs through my whole bodyEverything sets on slow motion as the hand appears armed with a gun that know he wouldn’t hesitate to useThe people here are cruelWhat was i thinking I should have just been meek as always I should have let myself sink into the position of a walking dead,an empty human witch i am I thought i wasn’t scared of anything anymore I had nothing else to looseBut standing here now with this gun pointed to my headMy breathing hitchedI knew i was not ready to die and i had a LOT to looseWas this it?Did I survive everything to end up dying like this? This can’t be real right?Maybe it’s just a bad dream and I’ll wake up panting as usual But noI see him from my peripheral vision I grow so stiff that I could compete with a logThe cold feel of the gun touching my templesThis WAS realCrap I’m still 14!
Azaron or Lead as he is called by all who fear him got himself into quite the pickle this time
Did he really have to sell his life?
Dane i want to get get out of this
I’m sorry the seven wonders signed this
You can’t back out
You van only arrange the contact and modify it every year
From different angles of judgement... being alone can be a good or bad thing
Watch how their attitude got them places while others away from their little paradise
Plans may not always go the way we want
we try and try but there's only so much we can do again things that are going out of plan just like that
The best decision then would be to go with the flow
Lanie is one spectacular specimen
Admired by all because of her beauty and grace unknown to her that her little sister verne has been living in her shadow all along
Would Lanie be able to pull her down cast sister from her mental block before anything bad happens?
Everything is moving fast, no one cares no one helps ... if you can't keep up you get left behind
So cold and perhaps cruel but at 5 you're on ur own (kinda)