Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her;
If you can bounce high, bounce for her too,
Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover,
I must have you!"
Thomas Parke D’Invilliers
“The good things don’t always soften the bad, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”
“Nobody important? Blimey, that’s amazing. Do you know, in nine hundred years of time and space I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important before.”
“If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.”
I just feel so alone. Scared to write about what im feeling, dont have a safe place to, scared if i get to deep in my journal if i accidently break the rules with my venting....pathetic really.
Cant talk about Pop.
Im in soo much pain. Im scared if i talk it will cause too much pain for me to deal with.
"curls up in a blanket that she found and stares blankly into space"
I am recovering, 81 days free, but I want to hurt myself so much.. :/ I hope I won't, but I keep making up reasons why it's not bad to do and why it does not matter at all because it's my own body and I have the rights to do whatever I want with my own body and I know I should be strong enough but I am afraid I'm not and I need someone to comfort me and tell me I can make it through the night and all the other nights but there is nobody.
*cries in corner*
A hand above the water / An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in heaven - Do you want us to cry?
Everyone who comes in here, belongs in here - its for everyone that needs it
"hugs" I know what its like. Feel free to PM to talk or talk on this thread, ill listen xx
I feel like a monster. I'm feel like I am losing my sanity. I just want to get up and run away, and keep running. That or hurt myself. On the outside I am perfectly calm, my face is a solid mask. But on the inside a battle is raging. I can't give up yet I can't go on. I hate feeling like this, I'm so tired of trying to fight this. I want to give my recovery up, I want to hurt myself and keep hurting. I won't. But I want to. Two days ago I almost did. I put ice on my wrist until it was completely numb, and then I almost cut myself. I managed to throw the knife away when I already had it pressed to my skin, but it was so hard to do. I want to do the same again, only not throw the knife away, but keep it and bury it in my skin and flesh.
Massive rant, but I had to get it out.
*dives in bubbles and hides under them*
A hand above the water / An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in heaven - Do you want us to cry?
Then wear the gold hat, if that will move her;
If you can bounce high, bounce for her too,
Till she cry "Lover, gold-hatted, high-bouncing lover,
I must have you!"
Thomas Parke D’Invilliers
“The good things don’t always soften the bad, but vice-versa, the bad things don’t necessarily spoil the good things and make them unimportant.”
“Nobody important? Blimey, that’s amazing. Do you know, in nine hundred years of time and space I’ve never met anyone who wasn’t important before.”
“If it’s time to go, remember what you’re leaving. Remember the best. My friends have always been the best of me.”
Im sorry, dont belong here
