silentlyseen*

Status: i'm 15 and i love to draw and last you need to know is your beautiful
Joined: November 24, 2011
Last Seen: 9 years
user id: 242653
Location: none of your business
Gender: F
          

Quotes by silentlyseen*

People ask me what's it like to be depressed. "It's like you're drowning, but you can see everyone around you still breathing". nmq
My boyfriend is like my life......... I don't have a life





A plane crashes. Every single person dies. Who survives?
I've always wondered if anyone ever had a crush on me..........
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..............Then i realized something.

WHO WOULD LIKE THIS
AKWARD POTATO?
I just told a kid (who liked me) that I don't like him. Then he said "I know, your not at my level". I don't know if I should take that offensively or not.
*LONG BUT WORTH THE READ*
She paints a pretty picture but her story has a twist. Her paintbrush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist. She paints her pretty picture with a color that's blood red. While she paints with her sharp paintbrush, she ends up finally dead. Her pretty picture starts to fade. The blood is not racing through her anymore. She can do no more harm. She paints a pretty picture, but her story has twist. You see, her mind was the razor and her heart was her wrist.
20 kids woke up that day
excited for school
excited for the weekend
excited for Christmas
excited for the new year
only to be killed in the matter of hours.


R.I.P little angels
During math class, we were talking. And my friend was talking to the teacher. This is their conversation.

(we were talking about pet peeves)

Him: Hey what's your pet peeve?

Teacher: YOU.

Class: *laughs*

*****later on******

(he was saying "your mama" to everything)

Teacher: You know, you remind me a lot like Joe.

Him: Which Joe?

Teacher: JOE MAMA!!!

Class: *dies*

made my day :D



i decided to start a new story called Why did i listen. And about the other story, no one seemed interested in. so im starting a new one.



(30 faves for my new story)
you know how Liam is afraid of spoons? does anyone else wonder how he eats soup?