A thousand mile journey starts with the first step
Join Date: Oct 2009
I am currently:
*rocks back and forth*
Can't stop crying... Tears, constantly running down my face...
But I don't seem to feel anything.
I don't know anymore.
What are my emotions? What am I feeling? Nothing? Or am I just not understanding them?
*holds Kitkat gently and rocks her* Shh, shh, it'll be ok. She may not even go to your school. *wipes your face gently* Why don't we cann a hairdresser and see if something nice can be done with your hair until it grows back?
Farewell the Ashtray Girl
July 12, 1987-April 30, 2010
*sniffles*i gots julie in trouble twice and the first time the mummy person grabed my arm and it hurt and i cryed and the second time the daddy person yelled loud
tada magic i dunno how i got this -------> Í
hi julie 'm 26 i love hugs i have people in my head and they will talk to u. they will behave and they wont hurt u they are...
owen nearly 10 and doesnt like being touched
amy 11 quiet and shy
kate 15 has lotsa anger but is nice
so basically i'm that weirdo who talks to herself...hi...
"A penny for my thoughts, oh no, I'll sell 'em for a dollar
They're worth so much more after I'm a goner
And maybe then you'll hear the words I been singin'
Funny when you're dead how people start listenin'"
the first time i wasnt asleep last night i was on here got caught and the mummy person grabed my arm and it hurt and i cryed and the second time i was taking to long in shower the daddy person banged on the wall and yelled loud
tada magic i dunno how i got this -------> Í
hi julie 'm 26 i love hugs i have people in my head and they will talk to u. they will behave and they wont hurt u they are...
owen nearly 10 and doesnt like being touched
amy 11 quiet and shy
kate 15 has lotsa anger but is nice
so basically i'm that weirdo who talks to herself...hi...
:( that doesn't sound nice. I'm sure that it's not trouble trouble though, in both cases I think that the parent people were just reacting to things rather than being actually angry or anything
You called me an angel, there must be a twist,
Have you ever seen an angel with scars on her wrist?
And blood trickling down from a gash on her arm,
Have you ever seen an angel self harm?-Unknown
yeah sure *carefully passes some crayons* what do you want to draw? and howre you?
Ill introduce myself again, I'm Amber, Whats your name? *is a bit shy but passes a biscuit*