Thoughts of SuicideI can feel my life slipping away from me. It slides in and out of my fingers and I'm no longer trying to hold on. What is love but a device used for torture? It's not even a tangible thing, neither is hapiness. All they really are are illusions our hearts and mind create to make the world seem like a less lonely and screwed up place. So why bother, it's all fake anyway. The term "love" is used so loosley nowadays that it's, or what was it's, true meaning has been diminished. No one ever really loves anyone, just the feelings that go along with loving someone, but I, I did love him. Hell, I still love him! I've tried to hate him, really, I havThoughts of Suicide
| Hmmm... Well, my name is Jennilyn and I like writing and drawing (though I suck) and I am currently experimenting with photography so... Haha! yeah.... I don't realy know wat else to say to you guys except you're all awesome! |
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(referring to writing fantasy)
"When it's going well, it's like reaching up into heaven and pulling down fire. It's better than any dope you can buy. When it's not going well, it's much like giving birth to a baby elephant."
-David Eddings
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