Tho days seem never-ending, we still come home to a family. No matter the size or strength. We all see our opinions, as we don't look at others. Family is the biggest treasure known to man. Every day without your loved-ones creates more hope. In the name of God we are all connected, we are all brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers.
We seek out the good in people, as we miss their true state of mind. We want our image, we desire the dreams. We know dreams are the brick walls that separate dream from reality. To achieve we must work. Work is time, patience and effort. Without work we are nothing.
Without family we remain lost. Time grows as we age and create joy. Life is full of crazy things and life is full of love. We all know that. My time here, in this world, is worth living through. I realized that; Your life, my life, our lives' are worth living, they are worth exploring. If we mess up, we start over.
Depression, Anxiety, A.D.H.D., A.D.D. isn't a choice. I am sure that we would want to change the illnesses, but we can't. We can treat it, but that won't make it disappear. We can help create hope; or we can help **** it. The abuse from others to us is within the past.
"Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
But today is a gift.
Thats why they call it present."
You're perfect.
I am perfect.
We are perfect.
Just the way we are.
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 11:23 PM UTC
You stabbed my back.
You told that lie.
You messed it up.
You murdered me.
You made me die.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 12:35 AM UTC
Life can seem like it's over, that everything once good is now bad.
Life can be upsetting, even to those who wait.
Life can be full of experience, but can be full of mistakes.
Life can be ended, or saved.
We create hope, and despair.
We decide the future.
We choose the life we live.
We choose our paths.
You have a choice of right or wrong.
You can be bullied, be the bully, or stand up.
You have the option to help others in need, or let them suffer.
You have thee option to give, or take.
Please speak the voice you were born with.
Please fight against the hatred.
Please stand up, and tall.
Please.
I chose a life where you, me, we; can be free.
I helped and am helping those in need.
I am facing a stone that once hit me.
I stood.
Now you.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 12:05 AM UTC
Thank you.
Every room you put me in.
My first room 502.
Second 509.
I remember my number, 4849.
One week.
The best week.
Every challenge is a test that we all have to pass.
Therapist every day.
Group sessions.
Terrible food...
Amazing stories.
Laurel Ridge thank you.
For teaching me,
To love the world and myself.
And how self harm isn't the choice.
Every challenge is a test that we all have to pass.
Apr 17, 2013
Apr 17, 2013 at 11:38 PM UTC
I know you may not like me. You may not think I am cool. I have always liked you... Always. The moment I first saw you I couldn't take my mind off you. You are the prettiest thing that God has given to this world. You give me hope when in the deepest pit of despair. Your hair is amazing. Your smile is my light in a dark room. Though we remain friends; I will always think of you as my love at first sight. I will help you in all ways possible to find that girl, that beauty I wish to be. If you are happy then I must be. My stomach hurls when I see you every morning; When in horse-play-mode I stand aside to watch. Hoping I won't get in the way. You have set the bars aside when personality comes. You open my eyes to a world of joy. When we go our separate ways at school, I fall out of that world. You have showed me to just be happy. The love I have for you is to much for words, to much for life, to must too explain. I promise to protect you. If I could hug you all day or never go to school again, I would choose you... Every time. I wan't to be with you. I just wish we could be that odd couple. I hope this doesn't make things awkward between us. Jenny, love isn't enough. Jenny... Jenny I love you. Jenny the hug I gave you before giving you this was warm and excited. The beating in my heart, like the song "Seven Nation Army" by: White Stripes. It's fast so fast it skips a few beats. You're the beauty i'm the beast. You are life I am death. You're yang i'm yin. Opposites attract. Jenny I love you as a friend, a "girlfriend", a mother, a sister. I love you.
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 10:09 PM UTC
Once you know someone you love and can't be with.
Then you know your mission.
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 8:27 PM UTC
When I'm alone I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
There is no light in a room where there is no sun
and there is no sun if you're not here with me, with me.
From every window unfurls my heart the heart that you have won.
Into me you've poured the light,
the light that you found by the side of the road.
Time to say goodbye.
Places that I've never seen or experienced with you.
Now I shall, I'll sail with you upon ships across the seas,
seas that exist no more,
it's time to say goodbye.
When you're far away I dream of the horizon and words fail me.
And of course I know that you're with me, with me.
You, my moon, you are with me.
My sun, you're here with me with me, with me, with me.
Time to say goodbye.
Places that I've never seen or experienced with you.
Now I shall, I'll sail with you upon ships across the seas,
seas that exist no more,
I'll revive them with you.
I'll go with you upon ships across the seas,
seas that exist no more,
I'll revive them with you.
I'll go with you.
You and me.
Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC
What is wrong with being gay, lesbian, or bisexual?
Just because it's in the Bible...
So you are telling me;
If the bible said when you turn a certain age you have to jump off a cliff;
That you would do it.
You are telling me that you live your life off a book.
It is not gay rights, it is just rights.
We don't need to be judged, nor told right from wrong.
Is there a problem?
So... How do you tell children.
How do you tell children that two people can't love each other?
Human rights
Gays, lesbians, bisexuals are all human.
It is ours'.
Our Rights.
Apr 3, 2013
Apr 3, 2013 at 6:13 PM UTC
Why did I have to look in the mirror? Why did I have to see the monster be unleashed? My blonde stupid hair. **** eyes, and the unknown tint that lays within them. My ******* body big, giant. Wrist why are the scars still there? Feet why do are you so big? Hands the fattest thing on me, that's pretty fat. My ugly legs with un-even shades of skin, from the scars of my past. Me, my image. This is me unleashed. My body is my ink and my mirror is my canvas, but why do I keep painting this ugly picture? Why is this the image that I have? Why this image?
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 11:11 PM UTC
I hurt myself again, today.
I lost myself again.
Is this thee end?
Seems as if,
Thee end.
My end.
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 8:31 PM UTC