Greetings to you, stranger, since you have successfully entered the domain of a disturbed person, with a story to tell, but with no words to do so.
The realms of my mind stretch to infinity in a world created by myself, where flowers and greenery flourish everywhere, where the cold filaments of reality cannot reach me.
i'm not into that satan crap, maybe it's because i do not believe in God, and therefore i dnt believe in God's enemy, satan.
i live in a world where people are not divided by religion, where ' my god is better than your god" crap is meaningless.
I don't fear death: it will actually come as a blessing i think.
i look at the world with worried and darkened eyes, blackened with the despair our earth generates. i'm a poet, a writer, who is wistful and philosophical, and i do have an open mind.. I walk this earth feeling uneasy, for this is not my place; i belong to a higher sphere, where thinking is not condemned, where nothing is taboo, where a girl can lose her virginity without being treated like a whore.
Yes; i try to live in my world, yet I can't; the cruel beckoning of the real world send me whirling through the devastation wrecked my humankind, the spite and malice spawned by our race of bloodthirsty killers. I am a rebel with a cause; hated by many, loved by few. I believe in inner beauty, and it is a sin to treat anyone of ugly. Yet beauty is a gift. I do not seek to gain your approval. You can bet on that. I am a creature of the night that spends her time lying on her back and watching the stars twinkling ahead, trying to grasp the whispers of nature echoing the secrets of our universe.... this is what I am, and nobody can change it.
Too many people have wasted their live worrying about what people think of them, I’m through with that. I’m through with having to prove myself all the time, trying to be someone who I am not. Tired of looking in the mirror and trying to smash myself to pieces, feeling peace only when I see my blood running on my skin like a red ribbon, infiltrating into my diseased soul, purifying it. I want to stop putting my head in my pillow at night and conceal my anguished screams, so as to not wake people up, I want to run out in the night, and merge with the darkness.
I want to sail over the mountains, reach for the sky, yet I can’t. I am doomed to be stuck here as a doomed mortal, trying to make my way through the hierarchy until I die and leave this shithole. Life is unfair to many of us.
The limit is the sky. The sky is t
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he limit. Let’s go up there and bring in some wonders. There is no heaven or hell. Just an endless void in which you can lose yourself
w3ll...ppl say im w3ird, and i must say that they are right...! im quite crazy as w3ll, sumtimes murderous thoughts just cross my mind, and so i just jot them down b4 i forget them
wtf.. am just an ordinary person trying to make a name in this world.. ^^

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bleu mauve vert...c plu joli...sui dac ek elle la....
punk'd mum lol
le blem ek el c ke kan fo fer tou sa...l'argent sor de mon porte feuille