ur just a ignornat whtie son of a bitch that needs to b bheaded wid a blunt knife.
White knight loser, Crawl back into the turd blossom that spawned u.

C'mere ya goddamn piece of fuck.
You love me for the fat on my chest why can't you love me for the fat on my stomach you piece of shit.

Cock suckin motherfucker. I was right - take this: uuaah.

you've never been a bridesmaid is because people don't want a bitch as a friend
God's curse on bitch's bastard.

Goodnight Moon, you albino m&m looking space-pebble garbage piece of shit.

like people dnt take me as i am they take mii like a joke

Ok first of all anal HURTS! Guess she did it b4 n maybe her experience was not very good, perhaps thats why she told u its gross n all.

Why did my crush open my snapchat and not reply?
My life is so huge I have to blog about it.

Why is there racism, ISIS, sexual slavery, massive killings, poverty? Why is life so hard?

its to krazii for people to understand OmG

Kaitlyn 7h

A rush of blood to the head
The excitement of dread
Do we yearn for the reasons we bled?

To be free from reality
You can't see your mortality
It's obvious
Why the devil loves hospitality

Nobody watches him slide through the door
You give him everything yet he somehow wants more
Let him tear up the carpet
The curtains
The floor

That was the last time

Every time
You swore


Open the door
to imagination from before
back when thoughts were easy
& chips were cheesy
for an extra 25 cents at the store.

I fucking hate it when such sensitive topics are tarnished by cunts.
Oprah, I've been trying to talk her into an interspecies relationship for months now.
White males rule the world. EDIT:No i am not a white male
I'm just going to be honest for a second.

Yes, I do have penis envy this morning; I wish I were a bloke writing this because I'd have a better chance of people taking me seriously.

like how a male porn star once said someone stuck a chilli up his ass to keep his erection going.

I'm basically a "good girl"...always have been, but sometimes I wish I was a slut.
Sometimes I wish I was a bird so i could fly over certain people and shit on their heads.

I wish I could somehow lose the ability to speak so that people would give up and leave me alone.
I wish I was a little kid again skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
or an octopus so I could slap 8 people at once.

I look at people screaming in ecstasy over a fucking football game, and sometimes wish I cared that much about stupid, simple things like that.
People don't laugh at the same things. Does that mean they differ in smartness?
Once you swallow the red pill, there is no going back.

green on a mood ring means horny, so I say it to everyone with green.
young salmon are called pink

Pizza Express: Bull ring party disaster
I am not stopping learning every day and that makes me happy and comfortable.
Everything you ever wanted to know
I'm also worried because his not-really-girlfriend seems... controlling

no reason..get frusterated and extremely emotional...and can be a huge bitch..i feel horrible
You know, in the "Ugh, I feel so fat in these jeans" vein of griping

Pretend the Hello Kitty truck and sumo wrestlers are here just for you
Seems like you had fun when you were drunk~
No, but seriously, we're living in an actual dream
there are reasons people aren't reading your blog posts.

It's better to live in agonizing mystery
Because only then you are actually living your own life and showing your style without hiding
yeah, let us die slowly in peace, you vulture

Hey there, I haven't been on HePo for about four years but I know there is a good community on here and have been writing a little lately. I was kind of talking to myself on WattPad for a while but that has gotten tiresome. I'm trying to switch up my style so I'm experimenting some.

Thanks for readin', cheers
Nylee 2d

Electric buzzes through the skin
light flashes on as I blink
I see faces too close
breathe too slow
the air
I found myself nowhere
a maze to maze
a small world
The energy reviving
ain't in control
beneath static
Want to be set free
want to flow in

Vincii 2d

My stories are made in my past,
Past that will be the last,
Last that will make a new start,
Start that will make a new heart.

I've been a lie after a goodbye,
I've been a bad guy after a cry,
That's what happened when she left me,
And that's not what I wanted to be.

I thought I will never be happy,
I thought I will never see,
That there can be someone who can made me,
Feel like myself again and be free.

I called her my Angel,
The Angel in my Hell,
Who brought me back to heaven,
Who made me happy in a sudden.

"Hoping that she will accept everything in me"

Solitude was a drug I injected straight into my veins, sending every bit of isolation towards my heart with great anticipation. Like any other substance,  I ignored the deterioration it casted upon my being for the sake of reassuring myself I was okay.

Loneliness was dizzying, electrifying every nerve ending as I soon began to become aware of myself and what little I surrounded myself with. We come into this world alone ----- and alone we die.

With the mantra amplified, why bother?

Everyone has their own drug. Their own addiction.
~Mine just happens to be you.
Scratch that.~
Mine just happens to be that moment in time that you feel free of the weight of the world. That moment that nothing makes you scared. That few seconds where everything is perfect. The moment you know you are going to miss

Time is a drug.
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