TornYou sacrifice so much for your friendsTorn1 day ago in Emotional
Even if you have to give up something or someone that you love
And you show no sign of hate, fear, sadness, nothing.
Yet you let yourself know by sitting in your room alone with your thoughts,
Hating yourself for being too kind
And only being selfless
This is the punishment for that
MaybeMaybe one day we will meetMaybe1 day ago in Emotional
Maybe someday I will see you
Maybe I already have.
Maybe someday we will lock eyes.
Maybe we are on opposite sides of this world.
Or Maybe we are next door neighbors.
Maybe you are already dead
Or bursting with life and passion.
Maybe one day we will be able
To feel one with each other.
Or Maybe just being near you will be enough.
But I will never stop searching.
You are searching for me too.
Emotional shatterFalling from the sky,eyes closed as it feels like ive been falling forever...as if ive never felt gravity at its fullest....And the earth continues to hate me,pulling me down more and more only so my mind is ready to hit the earth,and break into pieces....The truth is...i haven?t been falling like this forever...I remember you, i remember your eyes, the feel of your touch and the smooth rhythm of how your words seemed to captivate me...How your Embrace seemed to make me feel..make me feel so weak at the knees,to the point where id fall into your arms only to be held longer...Emotional shatter19 hours ago in Emotional
That was until i found you...I found you with another...and It hurted...for i knew the outcome,My heart pounded as you let my hand go,and my world began to crumble...The further you got the faster i tried to run to catch you...to make you return to me, To beg you to come back, and replenish my life with your waterfall of love...To make sure my jar for affection would never be dry again....But as i gripped your han
Cosas importantesHoy soñé con vos.Cosas importantes17 hours ago in Emotional
¿Te acordás, mi Cielo? De esas noches sin Luna que no me alumbraban las espaldas, ni me juzgaban con su luz cenicienta. Cuando sólo vos te dabas cuenta, me hallabas palpando mi rostro con tus vientos helados y me llevabas tan lejos como lo lograra tu estrella más distante. Y pensando en el futuro te contaba en silencio siempre la misma historia, y sólo te limitabas a consolarme con un abrazo frío, me absorbías cual agujero negro, como una enorme manta oscura extinguiendo una pequeña chispa; casi me hacías desaparecer del Universo. Pero mis mayores temores me hacían consciente de mi existencia, me arrastraban de vuelta, me dejaban tambaleándome en el medio.
Fue sobre aquel día. La llegada del primer Miedo: al desgarramiento, al urto injusto y necesario de la que fuera mi alma; una anterior a todo esto. Me confinaba a un destierro lento pero progresivo sin tener conciencia de ello, acaso de
Echoes of SoulsLet goEchoes of Souls20 hours ago in Emotional
And it will carry you
To the end
While it sings to you
The lullaby of the end of times
Your soul will free itself
Of the boundaries and chains
And you will hear it
Just barely audible
Like a breeze going through the leaves of a tree
But a choir at the same time
Strong in its quietness
The echoes of souls
Of the lost and found
Calling and singing
Of times that were
Of times to come
Of beginnings and endings
They just stop for a short moment
The new echo that joined them
DeseariaDesearía irme, volar, correr a un lugar lejano, a un lugar desconocido para todos, desaparecer y nunca, nunca jamás saber de nadie, porque soy un ser incomprendido y sin importancia para nadie, ni siquiera para mi misma.Desearia1 day ago in Emotional
Desearía poder llorar, sacar toda la tristeza que hay en mi interior, poder descansar, no ser simplemente la ilusión que el mundo ve, que el mundo cree que soy.
Desearía, tan solo comenzar de nuevo, en otro lugar en el cual pueda ser comprendida, así sea tan solo por una persona y solo una hora, con eso aliviaría un poco el dolor que hay en mi.
Desearía no lastimar a nadie, no afectar a nadie, no tener ningún laso con nadie, pues estos causan dolor y sufrimiento al conocerse crudamente.
Desearía morir en el mar, y volar por el cielo, la vía láctea y millones de lugares más.
Desearía, deseo tantas cosas imposibles, pero sin duda, desearía con todo mi corazón y mis pulmones que el mundo
I Don't Need YouI hate my depression.I Don't Need You15 hours ago in Emotional
But I can't fight it anymore.
I just have to accept it. It's a part of me; like it or not. It's not something that you "get over" or a phase. It hangs on. Like that gum you stepped on the other day. Or the smell of skunk. The only way it's going away is if I get used to it being here. The only time it'll go will be when it realizes I don't need it anymore.
Anymore? I never needed it to begin with. It never did me any favors.
I can live without you.
I may hate myself. I may have so many other problems that you can "help" me with. But I don't need you. I never needed you.
You and those other problems are totally different. You have nothing to do with them, and they have nothing to do with you.
So just back the fuck up.
I don't cater to you anymore.
New arrangement/ Sad newsSchool and homework are getting in the way of putting up new art. Well I have an arrangement. I can post 3 arts per week. One at night and two during the weekends. I have sad news too. I am moving to another place soon. I am scared because it has not internet connection and I might not see you for a while. My parents are making money so we can go there. They are going to find a way for me and the rest to have internet access. If not I have to close my account for a while. I am sorry but I don't want to take away data or I am in trouble. Please don't be mad. I am very sad. Now I have to finish school work and post some art. It is difficult and I have lots of accounts. Speaking of accounts, I have more than 1 account. I have a Roblox account and a vine account. I am working on get an instgram and snapchat account. Well... chat with you later and please leave a comment. ENJOY! :3New arrangement/ Sad news1 day ago in Emotional
Mental progressionI'm lying on the groundMental progression17 hours ago in Emotional
There's no one there breathing beside me
Have I always been alone?
I can feel the earth below me and the sky above. The feeling that everything is pointing towards me is slowly, like roots, penetrating into my soul.
I stretch out my fingers and feel the grass beneath them. My body is opened up to the world, and we become one. The universe lifts me up into its warm embrace and then sweeps me away. Allowing me to see everything within.
After seeing everything there is none that I can separate from the other. I become an empty shell, losing all but the simplest of emotion. Then I find myself falling. Where did all that wisdom go? While falling, everything I had, seems to be lost. As I heavily hit the ground I realize that I actually never left it. Everything was wrong to begin with. There's nothing to realize. There's no escape. There's no higher mental plane that I can reach. I will always, forever be doomed to be what I am.
I'm so afraid.
I walk down a road
Wouldn't I?This, sickness. I feel so dead inside. Finally let go and dropped my pride. Maybe lack of pride, is staying with a cheater low pride or high pride? No idea anymore but I miss you, God I miss you. I miss your smile and your laugh and your eyes and your lips. do you even miss me? Are you with her underneath your bed sheets? I'm going insane and it hasn't even been a day. I can't cope with this. Takes all my energy not to drop everything and drive back to your apartment. Probably find you tangled up in her legs wouldn't I? Breathing in her breath, tasting her lips strawberry chapstick wouldn't I?Wouldn't I?1 day ago in Emotional
CelosNOTA: Ésta receta no es para cualquier tipo de celos. Es para crear celos patológicos. Una vez preparada e ingerida NO HAY VUELTA ATRÁS.Celos1 day ago in Emotional
• 5 litros de helado de inseguridad.
• 1 idea obsesiva de engaño o infidelidad.
• Miedo al gusto.
• 3 pastillas de desamor (ver receta anterior)
• Una persona amada (IMPORTANTE).
• 1 canastilla de frustraciones e incertidumbres.
Modo de preparación:
Refrigera los 5 litros de inseguridad un día antes de la preparación del platillo. Al momento de realizar esta receta deberás de tener en mente al 100% a tu persona amada.
Toma la idea obsesiva de engaño o infidelidad y colócala junto con las tres pastillas de desamor en un mortero agregándole miedo al gusto;tritura hasta obtener miles de pedacitos de cristales de color amarillo mostaza, colócalo todo en un platito y déjalo a un la
brokeni am not doing wellbroken1 day ago in Emotional
i almost cried for no reason
it is 2am and i am typing a speech i have to present later today
life is making me sad right now
i am listening to my depression songs
to try and keep me from going off the edge
i dont need that again
and deviantart makes me feel so insignificant
i feel so hopeless on this damn website
my presence here was always worth nothing huh
deviantart has caused a lot of my mental problems
for the past 6 fuckin years
and continues to do so on a daily basis
i doubt i will ever do more
than look at my messages
i dont need these fuckin issues
White SilenceHay distintos tipos de silencio, hay silencios oscuros, burdeos y azules, que están llenos de odio y furia contenida, que no ha visto la luz en un largo período de tiempo, y que tampoco quiere verla. Luego están los silencios más pálidos que se pueden observar únicamente mirando hacia lo lejos, son silencios que se han quedado callados por cuenta propia, ocultando que fueron obligados a permanecer así, pero obedeciendo lo pasivos que son, así han de quedar. Pasando después por los silencios blancos, la ausencia de color y cordura. Son silencios que de tanto gritar han quedado vacíos, pasando a ser gritos silenciosos, que alguna vez se escucharon a millas de distancia y hoy únicamente son la ausencia de sonido. Ellos son los peores… porque no son vistos, no son notados y nunca lo serán.White Silence1 day ago in Emotional
'Annoying' is a Personal TermYou hear it all the time. Probably daily. is "annoying?" It's nothing but with you. It is not an inherent trait. It is not a graspable concept that is openly noticeable to all. So what is it? It's a problem with YOU.'Annoying' is a Personal Term1 day ago in Emotional
You find a particular person annoying. You start to talk about how annoying they are to me. I don't find them annoying, but I find you annoying. You see where I am getting at? It is not definitive. You cannot be born and classified as possessing a trait called annoying, but others can classify you with this perspective based derogatory adjective, that serves as it's own description.
To literally define the word annoying, it is the individual perception of a noun to be a hindrance, a distraction, an obstacle, or undesirable in any fashion. Individual is the key word. It is an adjective that is optional. It is YOU that finds a person annoying.
My brother is on the Autism Spectrum. There are times when I need to do something, and he wants to talk to me about video games, or n
Second PlaceSecond Place.Second Place1 day ago in Emotional
That is far as I have ever gotten.
People always keep me there or lower.
No matter how hard I try
How much of my heart I give
It is never enough.
The highest I will ever go is second.
Someone always beats me.
There is ALWAYS someone better.
Someone who can make them happier.
Someone who could make them smile brighter.
Like a star.
And every time I realize this
It’s like my heart is repeatedly stabbed.
Over and Over again.
And yet I try.
Try to be perfect.
Give even more of myself.
But it will never be enough.
I am tossed aside.