And when she's gone,
remember you once loved her.
You once needed her.
You once cared about her more than anything in the world.
You can't deny she was ever there.
You can't deny what you had.
You can't deny that it ended over absolutely nothing.
you can't deny that, regardless.
you still think about it.
No other girl could love you the way she did.
The way she did.
She does.
One day,
You'll relize what you've done,
You'll come back.
And she'll be...
Gone
SHE
is laying in bed with the door locked.
The curtains are drawn and the lights off.
The Notebook is in the DVD player.
An empty tub of icecream is on the floor
next to dozens of crumpled tissues.
She's got her music blasting.
So loud that no one can hear her sobs.
Her fingers are smudged black
from wiping away mascara-stained tears.
She's replaying their last conversation,
thinking I'll never get him back.
HE
is sitting on the edge of his bed with the door locked.
The curtains are drawn and the lights off.
Call Of Duty is in the xBox.
The controller is laying on the floor,
right beneath the spot where he nearly
punched the
I'll always be there for anyone who needs me,
I'll always be a helping hand or listening ear.
Because I know what its like to belive no one cares.
I know what its like to feel alone,
suffocated in your oun thoughts.
I know how one person can change someones life.
I'm here for anyone that needs me,
just to prove that compassion still exists.
I'm here for you.
People say hope is everything,
is it really everything or it's just lies.
Hope is like grabbing some one and using it against them.
Just like you did, when I trusted you.
I told you everything,
and you turned against me.
When I flap my wings to get away,
you try to pull me down to your level.
All I want to do is break free and
reach for the sky.
Your like a child who tries to take apart everything
with there hands.
I try to break free,
but your hands keep me down.
Ripping my hopes and dreams,
I fall to the ground.
I raise my hands with my wings
and I cry with blood.
I shouteed the words, why?
You never answered,
If only I never opened my eyes;
I would never have to see;
Then everything wouldn't be how it was;
And I would never have to deal with your dirty lies.
If you didn't make me so happy;
And came to me during times of bad and dismay;
Things would never turn out sad and grey;
You've been the sweetest sin, this I have to say.
Heartbreak Masquerade by GirlUndefined, literature
Literature
Heartbreak Masquerade
I can't remember what it feels like to be happy...
My smile no longer shrouded in sincerity.
It is like a heartbreak masquerade, fooling everyone;
Exhausted, I remove my mask when the day is done.
I'm a professional at what I do: I hide what I feel -
When I get hurt, I pretend like it is no big deal.
In reality, it's killing me; feel my heart breaking
The sad part? My friends don't know that I'm faking.
I can't remember the sound of my laughter any more;
Feels odd when I smile, like I've never done it before.
My heart soaring with joy - well, that feeling is gone
Dreaming about another guy that isn't you feels wrong.
It is like I
She puts one bony finger on the one way glass as they walked by.
They were so beautiful, so radiant, so majestic as they walked in their small pack.
They gleamed shiny colors of warm melted gold and starlight silver,
All melted together, in one large pot of perfection.
A small tear leaked out of the corner of her eye.
The beauty nearly blinded her.
The way they seemed to be walking on air,
Each string of hair, blowing as an ensemble in the wind,
They didn't need to speak to be heard.
She counted the amount of times they looked in her direction.
One, she whispered hoarsly. Two, three, four.
Four.
Four times in her
Sick Little Optimist by RedHeadedBitch, literature
Literature
Sick Little Optimist
Sick little optimist thinks life's a game
Sick little optimist doesn't need the fame
Sick little optimist believes it's for the best
Sick little optimist writes on her wrist
Sick little optimist tries not to think
Sick little optimist is losing her will
Sick little optimist drinks for the thrill
Sick little optimist prays before bed
Sick little optimist is lost in her own head
Sick little optimist cooks her pain away
Sick little optimist works all day
Sick little optimist is losing her job next week
Sick little optimist has a family of four to feed.
Sick little optimist can't forget about the bills
Sick little optimist can't for
One small glance
and one taken chance
brought back the memories
and love that used to fuel me
I know why we let it go
but why does my hurt still show?
I used to love you so much
and even yearned for your touch
But, luckily i remember all the things you did
and especially how you left me feeling stupid
Even though I'll never forget the love we shared
When i look at you now I only remember
the fact that you never cared.
Heaven is supposed to be, well...
Heaven but for me its not.
It's a tragic too early.
I'm not meant to be here,
It was not my time,
Yet I was taken.
My friend's and family,
They were ripped away from me,
And now im in 'heaven'.
Lots of people here stare at me,
Even the purist of all,
They just believe heaven is wonderful.
For me its my hell,
I had so much going on earth,
So I just sit up here and cry.
The only tears on heaven,
Are mine, no one else's,
I am known as Heaven's tears.
Anna. Female. Brown Eyes. Short length hair. (I wear extensions) Red. (I colour my hair alot) Last week I was blonde. Im pretty short. I'm not 'normal'. Most of the time I'm pretty quiet, unless you can get me talking. .:ABOUT ME:. -I have a horrible temper. So yeah, sorry if I snap at you. -I am a proud supporter of To Write Love On Her Arms. -If I call you 'love' don't be creeped out. I call a lot of people that. -I am extremely random. -My favorite color is hot pink and black. -I do cross country, track, and soccer. -Christofer Drew is my idol. (God I sound obsessed.) -Swiftystar10123 is like my best friend. (In real-life) -I enjoy drawing. -I Love Charlie Mcdonnell. GO BRITISH PEOPLE!!! -I favorite just about everything. So dont be mad if I dont reply, and I wish you a 'You're welcome"
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Favourite Visual Artist
Christofer Drew. Look him up :3
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Blood On The Dance Floor. Black Veil Brides. Family Force 5
I havent been getting on as much lately. Ill be trying to upload as many pics as I can in the next hour or so.
Yes, If you're wondering I did colour my hair red.
Thanks,
~Painted
Well its like I have been gone forever. Well not even a month. So much has happened. I cant belive it ;P
Well yeah, this is just a hey to anyone reading this, (I doubt you are)
Anyhoo.
So whats up with you?
~Painted.
PS. I am putting up some new pictures today!
Okay. This year Im doing a project, for myself, not school related.
Its called What Is Love?
What I want you to do, if you have time is to take a few minutes and comment.
Please answer these questions, not all of them obviously :P
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-What do you think love is?
-Whats love to you?
-Do you belive in love?
-Are you in or out of it?
-Do you belive in miracles?
-Do you think that every story has a happy ending?
Just any of these. If you dont like them just still comment but you don thave to use them as a guide.
Thanks!
Okay this has nothing to do with ^^^
So Ive been terrible with posting pictures up.
Sorry Ive been bu