Welcome Death to 2012 End With a Twist of PowerHello, Death.Again, i see you when i don't want you around.Please leave, i don't want you here, not now, i beg you.Please leave without a sound.i think about you often,please, you could at least spare me one day,i don't want to start 2012 contemplating suicide,i don't want the new year to start in a terrible way.i promise you can come back later.Please, go now, you know you can always come back tomorrow.Just leave me be for today,don't let me start the new year with misery and sorrow.All i ask of you is that i start the new year in peace and happiness.How much you ask of me regularly, isn't that enough?You make me contemplate suicide so often,it really does get quite tough.Sometimes, i can't breathe, you scare me so much.All i ask is that you give me what i ask for, please.i know it's tough for you to bargain when you are so hungry for life,but let me just start 2012, not with pain and sadness, but with comfort and ease.i know one night seems so detrimental,but it'
Thanks For Showing Me What Not To DoLet me tell you a story,it's about a girl; her life, in short.She had brown hair, and big brown eyes,and when she was four, her mother didn't even fight for her in court.She is now what you'd think she would be, a typical teenaged girl, a little mixed up, uncertain for her future.Indeed, but this girl's life started a bit differently than you'd expect.She and her brother were basically abandoned by her birth parents,and to most, except her birth brother, she was a messed up defect.Their birth parents were drug addicts and alcoholics.They lived in an abusive environment, not to mention, in general, it was plainly unsafe.This little girl, she was louder than all,and she cried and screamed a lot,she was four and a half, her brother was six, when they moved into a foster home,nice and quiet and polite, even remotely close to it, she was not.When she was six, her brother, eight,they moved to a permanent house,permanent parents, two more permanent siblings,and she was still
Traitor.Traitor.It seems so long ago,yet so recent all the same,and the one thing i think about so often,is hoping that after this year, i never see you again,i hate everything you did at that time,and still hate everything you do,all i want is for things to go back to normal,but they can't, they never will, and for this, i blame you,i can't believe you'd do this,you destroyed everything we had,and now whenever i think about or even see you,i just get so damn mad,i hate the way you did this,things were fine before,but now they're not, if you think they are, you're fooling yourself.Face it. It's time to close that door.You broke up with your old one, who was one of my best friends,You kissed her, a different one,i hoped the story would here end,but then you asked another of my best friends out,you made that one cry after being on the phone for 5 hours,And the consequences that arose from this, you have no right to cry about.Then you asked me,you hardcore violated my pers
Alonei walk the world alone.i don't know who's there and who's not.Who's really my friend, and who is foe? Who knows?Clearly, not me.i walk alone.What's in store for you tomorrow? Who cares what lies ahead for me?What's in the past is in the past, put it behind you. Why? The past is what's affected my life the most.Why don't you want to stick around? Why don't you care? Why should i want to stay here and be a nuisance to everybody? Why should i care about staying?i walk alone.Do you have dreams for your future? Does it matter what dreams i may have ever had before? They are long-forgotten now.Do you have hopes for your future? If i did, you'd know, and you wouldn't have to ask.Do you have plans for your future? If i had plans, i'd've told you those already.i walk alone.Everyone else has hopes and dreams. i have none.Everyone else has inspiration. i have none.Everyone else has ideas. i have, yet again, been a disappointment.i walk alone.My birth parents? Evidently, were disp