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emptyness song by meWhy has today already gone
With my mind being ripped and torn
While looking at a strangers face
I realise I'm the one who is out of place.
To the sun who keeps on shining
To the girl who keeps on whining
To the cops who keep on fining
To the rich who keep on dining
You all mean nothing to me
So get lost and let me be free.
Wouldn't be nice to get three minutes alone
To find out the person who to me is unknown
The unknown is spose to never be found
And it won't be if you keep screwing me around.
All the disturbing thoughts won't escape my mind
The calm and peacefulness is always left behind
Wishing to do the stuff I never could do
And the reason why was all because of you.
I wanna know whether I'm the only one here
How come I can't hold a single person dear
Is it just the person who I am???
Or is it because I couldn't give a damn.
God only knows why I'm here on earth
And no one knows why I didn't die at birth.
God only knows why I'm here on earth
And no one knows
Suicide PreventionSuicide Prevention
To the editor:
I would like to bring up the topic of suicide. Suicide doesn't get enough support. So I would like to help people realize that it's a big issue in our community and around the world.
Did you know more than 5,000 people in the U.S.A commit suicide each year. It's sad if you think about it. Some thing that trigger these thoughts are bulling, sexual and emotional abuse and your sexual orientation. (Bi, gay, lesbian). It doesn't matter because you are who you are. These thoughts start out with depression then lead to self harm (cutting ect.), then finally thoughts of suicide/attempts.
I myself have gone through this and trust me it's not easy to get through. I've also lost one of my bestest friends to suicide and it was really hard to take in. there is more to life. Family, friends, loved ones please ask for help. Talk to someone about it. Suicide is not the answer.
Ashely Westbank, BC
The Secret Chap 6
Chapter 6 "lust"
-sigh- i am sooooo bored...hmmm..maybe ill.. nah
"hey ruik guess what!!!!"
"i wuvvv wuu"
"awwh hehe i wuvvv wuu too"
"awh hehehe umm...skylar"
"would you like to come for dinner tonight and a movie. im kinda lonely "
"teehee..soo what time should i come?"
"anytime works for me hun"
"okay..soo an hour"
"okie dokie..love you bye"
"love you too bye-
damn he hung up on me O.o eh oh well now what to make
he walked in all hansome and smiley ahhh i love him sooo fluffing much..
skylar came up and gave me the biggest hug ever..so sweet of him.
"mmm..ruick that was awesmazing!!!!"
"your welcome..oh let me do the dishes"
"no no its fine i can do them"
i got up and started the dishes...i didnt notice but skylar was oming up behind me...he puts his arms around me and kissed my cheek..i blushed
The Secret Chap.5
Chapter 5 "Im sorry"
A reguler mornning.. -sigh- I guess im just going to go lock myself in my room for the rest of the day ):
"ruik..are you busy?"
"okay..can you come over i need to tell you something"
"alright..be there in a half hour"
"love you too"
i walked into skylar's house and noticed it was kinda empty...his dad's stuff was gone
"where's your dad's stuff?"
"that's what i wanted to talk about with you..."
we sat down on his bed and started talking. It was wired cause i can tell in his voice he was worried or something. i started to worry about him.
I felt bad for skylar..he was in so much pain right now ): dad gone..mom being stupid..broken rib..and soo much more.. I just didn't know what to say
his eyes shimmered.
"I love you"
"(: I love you too"
"hmm... you should spend the night..im the o
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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