W00tness.
so, yeah.
Yay.
<3


ConfessionsEvery time I saw him, my fury burned. After all, you would be upset, too, to say the least. And her! Oh, she was so nice! Too nice, giving me so much chocolate and paying attention to my brothers, She was trying to buy our trusts. As ashamed as I was to admit it, it worked. She won me over. But Father didn’t. Oh, the heinous thoughts of revenge my twisted mind conceived, each darting through, one after another. No, I couldn’t do any of them; my conscience would kill me. And, besides, I was too weak for such deeds. So, how could I hurt him? How could I kill his soul as he had done mine? How I yearned to grasp the sharp blade of myConfessions


Who said so?What makes you think I want to listen? To hear you kill my trustWho said so?
in the only one I trust after you so readily killed the trust I held for you?
So who said I had to listen? Just because you're there? Just because you're older doesn't mean you're not full of hot air.
How could you bribe me with gifts to persuade me to see your way? Books may lead into my heart but they also can block the fakes.


Act One“She stopped rehearsing when they reached the end of Act One.” (Goodnight Mr. Tom page 155) It was like a play-- a story told so many times, everyone knows the roles by heart. Just like a play. Every day was just like the last; plotting and scheming, going over every little gruesome detail until it was drilled into her mind permanently. Each day she went over it (which was well over a month) her hatred burned stronger than ever, which seems impossible as she was infuriated to begin with. Like a caged animal she paced within her barracks, waiting for the day when she could unleash her rage and wreak havoc. The day when her pent-up pain would bAct One


Good byeAnd of this day and of this time someone once said ‘we’ll say goodbye’Good bye
and soon it came that dreaded day when those words we’d have to say
And now there are thoughts of the past all the days that flew too fast
Few are ready to truly leave this place we know, hearts on our sleeves
we don’t accept it’ll be gone tomorrow none understand their fears and sorrows
Seperated after 3 years seems such a harsh way to lose the friends they’ve known since the first day
But
PS
Anywho, I'll see you later
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Open your heart
To those who need you
In the name of love and devotion.
Oh! roflol, I'm so sorry, I got caught up on trying not to fail school and I kinda forgot all about this DA account (it's a side account)
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random comments are my specialty ^^
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Open your heart
To those who need you
In the name of love and devotion.
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random comments are my specialty ^^
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