NeonFlower7

Cant i leave this place for somewhere i can be comfortable being who i am?

I cry because I'm not good enough

I hate how everything is going well, life is all good,
then all of a sudden its not.

I know I am three years late, but I would like to bring your attention to Ty Smilley.
In May of 2010, he could not take the bullies anymore and commited suiside.
The worst part, he was only elevan years old.
ONLY ELEVAN YEARS OLD...
this sickens me too no ends,
how can somebody or somebodies bully an elevan year old into taking his own life?
A life that has not even started yet?
His family now runs an orginization that tries to help people in Ty's prediciment 
and people who are going through the same thing they are.
It is called Stand For the Silent and can be found on facebook
If anyone has a problem with bullies on here, you can talk to me.
Pray for Ty

Books are like the porthole of a ship. It gives you a glimpse into a whole you have never known but it only lasts for a while. once the ship stops and you have to get off the portal closes. The characters are still there, living throuhg the rest of there lives like you never existed but in a world that is not known to us. After the last word on the last page the porthole closes, you can look through it again, but it will just show you what you've already seen. The authors are the only ones that can travel between the worlds, but if they decide to stop the story of a certain character, there job is done and the story will never be continued.

You don't get to choose if you get hurt in this world...but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices. I hope she likes hers

That's the thing about pain... It demands to be felt

my thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations

Its a metaphor:
You put the thing that could kill you between your teeth,
but don't give it power to do the killing

My thoughts are killing me