In one aspect, yes, I believe in ghosts, but we create them. We haunt ourselves.
When people don't express themselves, they die one piece at a time.
voice Death inspirational
There is no magic cure, no making it all go away forever. There are only small steps upward; an easier day, an unexpected laugh, a mirror that doesn't matter anymore.
I have survived. I am here. Confused, screwed up, but here. So, how can I find my way? Is there a chain saw of the soul, an ax I can take to my memories or fears?
Fear melinda honesty
It's easier to floss with barbed wire than admit you like someone in middle school.
awkwardness adolescence Emotion
Art without emotion its like chocolate cake without sugar. It makes you gag.
I am beginning to measure myself in strength, not pounds. Sometimes in smiles.
Gym should be illegal. It's humiliating.
Education humiliation gym
I wonder how long it would take for anyone to notice if I just stopped talking.
Do I want to die from the inside out or the outside in?
I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. Did he rape my head, too?
I have never heard a more eloquent silence.