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Apology DeniedSorry; I say it too much. A true cuss on my tongue.
Sorry for the pains I enhance, the complaints I spew, the violence I cause, the guilt I may bring. Sorry for the drama I start, the prodding I do, the hypocrisy I doubt, the embarrassment I am. Sorry for the nuisance I've become, the whore of my past, the overly attached lover that stays, the good that left me. Sorry for being a coward, for being submissive, for holding back, for accepting what is, was, and will be.
I can't stop, and I don't know if I will.
Sorry isn't enough.

I Think I'm Pretty SpecialHi, my name... well, my alias is Reitanna Seishin. i have a lump in my throat right now because of some comments i've recieved. i don't want to cry because my makeup will irritate my eyes, but i think it'll happen anyway. it's mother's day, and for those of you who know me understand why it REALLY affects me.

i recently posted a pen sketch that was anti-bullying... and i got a comment that, at the end, said "You are not special. You just think you are." this is exactly what i'm talking about. nothing hurts me more than someone accusing me that i think highly of myself, because i'm the second person in the world i hate the most.

shit, i star

Pokemon-CreepyPasta-After The Years...Do you ever visit the cemetery? For the fallen? Or the Damed? Everyone knows that we visit for loved ones, that is like an Unspoken Rule. It is sometimes hard to recall things about them...Even harder to rember their warmth...

We are now older...
For a time we forgot. Our time consumed by newest Team Memebers. New joys of defeating the Eleite Four, and then taking on the Champion. Our minds filled with 'Gonna Catch'em All'. Some of us are breeding, Ev Training, Contest Preforming, Musicals, so on. Even the new Gen is comeing soon, waiting for time to pass... Maybe of getting an even newer team ready...A new Starter...

Then one can think bac

Six Word Story: GoneI don't want to lose you.

Best Friend Trouble? You know how you can talk and talk to someone but they don't hear you? You know how it feels when it's your best friend? It's every once in a while, right? No, wrong. It's every damn day. Day in and day out. "Hey, how's it going?" "I'm sorry, what'd you say?"
Having a conversation with yourself isn't as fun as everyone's makes it out to be. Especially when you're trying to make one with someone else. It's like talking to a stranger you don't like. It's like listening to wind but hearing nothing but silence. It's like drinking Coke but tasting Pepsi. It's wrong, all wrong, lumped in with your favorite food. It's being surrounded by the ones you love, but being all alone. And for me, it's normal.

Filofobia Filofobia de una mente destruida

Lo mismo y sin sentido. Buscando sin buscar, apreciando sin apreciar, amando sin poder amar, llorando sin tener lágrimas, anhelando sin poder imaginar, sintiendo sin tener los sentimientos necesarios.
He visto a esta persona ¿Siento algo por él? No, yo sé que siento nada, es solo que…. Me aferro a su presencia porque sé que no surgirá algo más fuerte que una amistad; No, no es amor, ni siquiera sé si es un sentimiento.

¡NO QUIERO! Tengo miedo, estoy asustada de tu piel.
Busco defectos donde no los hay, hurgo en tus poros para encontrar uno solo y cuando al fin lo encuentro no estoy segura si es ve

Interprequy - The Confidence BreakerI sit, stare, silence my superior. The hand that fed knowledge is now the hand of oppression, judgement. The slim, slender and tender finger runs a blemishing trail over my glory.

Strike me with suppression.

The finger weighs the sword of cold blood. A strike. X marks the spot of error. Strike. X marks the spot of failure, but not of treasure. Strike. My invisible self burns. Why do you continue the torture? Strike. The hand that fed contradicts itself.

Mark me with a letter, a number.

The sword carves into the pure white. Blood blemishes its purity. A symbol of failure is born from the hellish tip. A symbol, a letter, a number defines me

Brokeback PewdieCry[This fic is actually too long to upload here, so please go to my FanFiction account, or go straight (hue) to the fic here: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9301339/1/Brokeback-PewdieCry]

Sex Is A ReleaseA kiss for all the stress
Because I know you do your best
For all the times you cried
Let my hands hold you by my side

My desire for you is strong
That in my eyes you do no wrong
Never could another compete
The way I make you feel beneath

It just seems so right
You and I tonight
Your shudders and screams
As I manifest your dreams

Your feelings of ectasy
As your body writhes next to me
And as your heart beats harder
I take you even farther

Forget all the problems of this world
While I make your toes curl
And erase your pain of the past
Your breaths are all that should last

Just a dream"Un Dulce Amor"

"Solo un Sueño"

La gente habla de ti, habla de mí…
Habla de nosotros. Sin conocer.
Abro mis ojos, y esto es solo un sueño.

Todo pasa, es verdad.
¿Como volver a lo de antes?
Es cierto, todo esto es solo un sueño.

La gente me ve como el villano del cuento.
Sin saber como proteger tus sentimientos.
Puede que mi fría actitud, te este lastimando niña.

Nadie te obliga a estar a alado de mí…
Sin embargo se que siempre estarás ahí.
Esperando por algo que jamás podre darte.

Por que jamás podre verte como quieres.
Como mi amor o mi vida, mi niña, mi esposa.
Es imposible para mí, un día poder verte así.

La gente habl

CambiosA veces es duro aceptar que las cosas cambian,
que lastiman, que duelen y sangran.
Con el tiempo, te das cuenta de que la realidad es otra,
quedas expuesto y desnudo ante ella…
te pega de lleno en la cara, te abre los ojos, te quita la venda.

Sin embargo, uno puede elegir entre percatarse de lo que sucede
o cubrirse los ojos de nuevo….
¿Tú que eliges?

Interprequy - Dragon of FleshThere you are: pure, true. You have hatched through a soft crimson egg and rode the red sea through the scarlet gates. You grow and bare your teeth, your crown of hair. You spout your wings and become free.

It is until other dragons with blackened hearts come to you, that you lose your wings. You fall for their deceit. Pressure hones in on your pride, the gift of fire is remorselessly ripped from your heart. Nothing but smoke leaves your lungs. Like broken factory works, your insides breakdown.

Each breath, you unleash the cancerous poison to those who flew by you, laughed and breathed fire. Now, they look down from the limitless sky, eyes

Just that.I wish I could write something special.
Something like so many other peoples out there.
Something which is touching and fascinating.
I wish I could write something that people don’t forget.
I want to touch their hearts and bring them to think about everything.
Their lifes and behaviors, their deepest secrets and most difficult decisions.
Just something that someone wants to read.
Just that.

The Artificial FaceThe Artificial Face

Inside the magazine you will see, very young attractive males and females. Each of them telling you, you are not good enough. They stand there and mock you with those eyes, those naked bodies. They tell you the horrible secrets that leak from their marble mouths. You are not hot, you are not thin, you are not muscular, you are not perfect like we are. We are the elite, everyone loves us and you will never be like us because you are so damned ugly.

They’re liars, every one of those people are nothing but liars. Please don’t hate them for what they are. They’re sad enough to stoop so low. So what is the t

Imaginary Friend Ch. 1I gripped my dress in sadness as I pressed my back up against a lone tree, sliding down just as my tears slid down my face. It was like any other day at the orphanage I remember it clearly, but this was the day that things changed many years ago. Back then, I didn't even know how to smile anymore. Adults would try to cheer me up, but none of it worked. Since my mom had died of illness when I was only six, I didn't know how to smile, I didn't know how to laugh. I was only six, and my life felt like it was already coming to a close.

I cried, my back against the tree, facing the warmth of the sun. I heard a ruffling sound against the tall grass

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I Hate You!!I HATE YOU!!

I hate you for leaving me alone.

I hate you for not taking the time.

I hate you because you let me push you away.

I hate you because if I ever want to talk to you it's ME who has to call or text YOU.

I have given up trying as of late.

The fact that no one calls just fuels the burning in my chest.

It's the proof that no one cares.

Guess it's too much to ask.....

For anyone to take the time.

Or make an effort.

You know what?

I have come to a realization.

I don't hate you.

I hate me.

You're just like me.

All of you are.

Yes,even you reading this right now.

You hate me too.

Just like I do.

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I just don't care anymore.

by ~stepinsidemymindMN, Mar 2, 2013, 8:54:18 AM
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I just don't care anymore.

I used to love when people would come to visit...
Hang out,have a beer,play a game.
They quit coming around.
Haven't seen my own family sice Thanksgiving.

I just don't care anymore.

I used to love to cook,shoot pool,play video games,watch sports.
Now it seems.

I just don't care anymore.

I used to wonder when I would be better, when this paranoia,these voices,this depression would choose to leave me but now.

I just dont care anymore.

Staying inside all of the time because I was afraid to go out alone used to bother me.

I just don't care anymore.

I used to have love in my heart.
I called her my sunshine because hearing from her brightened my day.
She's gone now. Swears she won't talk to me again, my days are now dark but it's ok because.

I just don't care anymore.

The pills they gave me had such side effects. I am now toothless, fat as fuck and I feel like a freak.
Of course they didn't tell me. But it's ok.

I just don't care anymore.

It used to bother me that no one understood me or bothered to try.

I don't care anymore.

What does the future hold? Will I wake up tomorrow? I dont know. But it's ok.

I just don't care anymore.
I just don't care anymore.

I just don't care anymore.by ~stepinsidemymindMN

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~horrormidget Mar 3, 2013 New member Hobbyist Writer

This is so sad. Beautifully written, but still sad.

~stepinsidemymindMN Mar 3, 2013 New member Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks.

~stepinsidemymindMN Mar 2, 2013 New member Hobbyist General Artist

Just noticed I typo'd....damn!!

~UselessItalian Mar 2, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Beautifully sad.. D:

~stepinsidemymindMN Mar 2, 2013 New member Hobbyist General Artist

Thanks I guess.... Just helps to put it on paper.

~UselessItalian Mar 2, 2013 Hobbyist General Artist

Yeah. I know how you feel.
I love it. ^^

~stepinsidemymindMN Mar 2, 2013 New member Hobbyist General Artist

You shouldn't what?

~Moreta573 Mar 2, 2013

You're not alone with feeling empty
As long you still can see differnce it can be ok. As long as you still can talk.

With nightmare creatures we can be friends. With drugs not.

~stepinsidemymindMN Mar 2, 2013 New member Hobbyist General Artist

Just been feeling so lost lately and putting it on paper helps more than pills ever have. Whether in text or in a picture. It helps.

~Moreta573 Mar 2, 2013

sorry, I shouldn't

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