"But what does that even mean?"
"Go to sleep."
"What do you think it could mean? I just can't–"
I shove a pillow into his face and jump up to my bed. He calls me an asshole or something and continues rambling.
I've been Shawn's roommate since September and every other night it's the same thing. Obsessing over that stupid prediction. What is it with those things? They take over people's lives. Make them live in fear. It's irritating.
It's not like we don't already know that we'll die. It's inevitable. We. All. Die. It's just that simple. I really don't see the point in getting a clue to my demise. I guess that's why I haven't had mine don
In your eyes,
I see the sun
I see the passion
The flame of life
Intensity without bound
Burn it to the ground
In your eyes,
I see the world
I see what you see
The experiences of every day
Strange and novel things
Of winters, summers, springs
In your eyes,
I see only us
As he sat very still,
Looking over the sill,
He saw them all there
In the fresh, open air.
"Why mustn't I leave?
Why am I not allowed?
This is not a reprieve
From the sunshine and clouds."
Because Little Boy Blue
Was not allowed to do
What the other kids do,
Unfortunately true.
It was the cruel hand of fate,
Stuck him with this hate
From the world of Red
Which filled him with dread.
Why is he so alone,
Sitting in his home?
No company there,
'Cept the cat in the chair.
All those little red kids,
But his colour forbids
That he mingle with them.
Knows why he's condemned.
Not that it makes sense.
Why are they all so dense
Reality
Am I real?
It's like I'm dead inside.
I need someone to wake me up.
Make me feel warm again.
Feel love again.
Feel pain again.
Feel it all again.
I'm like an empty shell.
No soul.
No emotion.
No connections to anyone or anything.
As if I was never even here.
I want to feel the joy, the pain of that feeling called love.
But it won't come for me.
I act strong.
But I want to feel weak.
Feel helpless.
Feel like I can't go on without you.
But I don't know who you are.
And I can't find you.
In this darkness, I am lost.
Come find me.
I neep help.
Save me from this hollow life.
Yesterday I woke up with one sock on. I fell asleep with two. I don't normally sleep with socks on, but my feet were cold so I did. I find it strange that one of my socks came off of my foot in my sleep. I tried to find the sock but I couldn't. This has led me to a disturbing conclusion. My bed and dryer have joined forces. Has your dryer ever stolen any of your socks? If so, then you must know how I feel. I believe that my bed and dryer have decided that it would be easier to steal my socks while I sleep. You see, socks are of great value in the furniture world. Their value could be compared to that of diamonds. The furniture peo
This crazy life is spinning
Spinning and spinning
I keep getting dizzy
Can't find the way
Lost in a daze
All these obstacles I keep hitting
Make me want to fall
Fall from life
Fall from everyone I knew
Everyone I loved
Can someone stop me?
Hold me steady
Not used to being so out of it
Out of control
Hold me steady
Keep me from falling
Losing balance
This world is spinning under my feet
Can't keep still
I'm falling
Fading and gone
Secrets inside my head
Can't tell you what I'm thinking
Can't say what I want
I can't take it
I need to scream
Scream
Let all the secrets fly free
Let them out
Tell everyone
What is me
But I can't
Too afraid
To speak my mind
Be myself
Stand out
This dread fills me
I fear the moment
When I say
What is on my mind
Haunts me
Fear surrounds me
I can't escape
Claustrophobic
It's closing in
I'm suffocating
Can't breathe
Choking
Gasping for breath
The truth should come out
But I hold it in
Cough it up
Show them all
My true colors
What I think
What I feel
Fighting battles in my head
Decisions are killing me
Risks t
Tear me to pieces
See what's inside
What I have to hide
Blood-red secrets spill out
As I shatter
Eating me up
From the inside out
These holes show through
Glowing out
For all to see
Break apart the secrets
To see my truth
Buried treasure in my heart
Find the gold
What I have to hold
I close myself up
Pick up the pieces
Seal my soul inside
Cut off the light
Into my inner sanctum
I hide inside
My scattered mind
This hollow shell
My life is empty
Hear the echo of my thoughts
Current Residence: Redding, CA Favourite genre of music: basically anything Favourite photographer: anyone with a camera and some creativity Favourite style of art: the kind that goes BAM Operating System: tchyea MP3 player of choice: music-ones Shell of choice: koopa shells Wallpaper of choice: rarr, I eat you Skin of choice: human Favourite cartoon character: blarr? Personal Quote: wait for this
I haven't even touched my profile in the longest time. The long, forgotten journal entry is annoying me, though. I'll try to be artistic and post some new things on here.
I decided I should do this to keep myself busy and productive. And I have three weeks left of summer. Yeah, this is idiotic. I still haven't read the book assigned to me. Oh well, I believe I stole this from darkmoon3636 (https://www.deviantart.com/darkmoon3636).
Number of Artworks Completed: 0/100
Last Update: 6/9/06
Themes Updated: N/A
1. Introduction
2. Love
3. Light
4. Dark
5. Seeking Solace
6. Break Away
7. Heaven
8. Innocence
9. Drive
10. Breathe Again
11. Memory
12. Insanity
13. Misfortune
14. Smile
15. Silence
16. Questioning
17. Blood
18. Rainbow
19. Gray
20. Fortitude
21. Vacation
22. Mother Nature
23. Cat
24. No Time
25. Trouble Lurking
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I am really running out of ideas.
My last inspiration came from a doodle someone did on my desk. Yes, it is sad.
I may even have to venture into.....FAN ART. I shudder at the thought.
I hate doing fan art because I always think it looks screwy.
But I really want to try doig it for ~Kaitlinmark (https://www.deviantart.com/kaitlinmark)'s Squid Girl.
That thing is pure genius.
So unless people could give me ideas for things to draw, I think I'm gonna do some SquareEnix and Nintendo fan art. YAY for Zelda.