Discovery of Titanic On this day in Nineteen-Hundred and Eighty-Five, the great black seas of the North Atlantic were parted by crafts never before seen in this realm. They plunged beneath the surface of the waves, beneath the rolling tide, and as they descended, the sea became dimmer, and dimmer....and dimmer still until all grew black and infinite. The lights from the craft shone upon the strangest of fishes, and many waves of small plankton-creatures glazed past the windows, and on to their way in this strange and ethereal world.Discovery of Titanic22 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Down, down, down....farther still. Then, with a soft 'plunk', the craft lands upon the sea floor. The white Atlantic sand drifts up in waves, floating in the water like smoke. Drifting around and away. The lights shine on this world, but they do not show much. The ocean is too vast, to immense for them to illumine much. The fishes dart back and forth, curious as to who this intruder really is. They have never seen anything like it in all th
FineMe: I'm not good at all... I'm really not. Its feels like every time I open my eyes, I want to shut them again and black out reality. When ever I am in the car and we have to speed up to avoid a wreck, I catch myself thinking "what if it had hit me, then would they get that this isn't just a bout of teenage angst, that I really AM hurting on the inside?" and then, as suddenly as it came, the thought passes, like the other car. I have been known to cry in my sleep and it makes me so sad to know that only when my guard is down, I let out how I really feel. I want to scream and cry and run away but I know I will never be able to escape this pain and even if I killed myself, how could I ever get over doing that to my friends, how could I do something so selfish? So no I'm really not okay today...Fine7 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Me: oh... Fine... I'm fine...
Letters To ParkerOh Parker.Letters To Parker16 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Our eyes met just once but I can tell you’re the one.
This is what they talk about when the old ones say true love.
The pounding of my chest,
Oh it shakes me and it quakes me.
I cannot live another day without you…
Dearest Parker it’s been five day but no worry I’ve been waiting patiently.
Starring at you so that I am ready for your gorgeous eyes to again meet mine.
I’ve kept our secret love affair away from my friends,
Though I think they are catching on.
They see what you do to me, the distraction that you cause…
So we’ve been found out.
But they promised they wouldn’t tell.
Parker forgive me.
The strange girl that walked up to you today inquiring about your last name,
was my overly outgoing friend.
But it’s ok because now I know your last name and that you are in eighth grade.
I’ve come to know your full name before you’ve known my first.
And only a single grade separates us the seventh grade.
11:11, Wish Upon A StarSo I heard that when the clock hits 11:11 you're supposed to make a wish and it'll come true. So recently I decided to give this a try, I knew it would be silly but I made the wishes anyway, just hoping that just once it would come true. It still may not have come true but maybe one day it might.11:11, Wish Upon A Star18 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Angelito de cuatro patasAngelito de cuatro patas18 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Venezuela, lunes 1ro de septiembre del 2014.
¡Hola, mi viejito!
Sé que no sabes leer ¡ni podrías, que yo sepa! por eso le pedí a Dios que lo leyese para ti.
Yo sé que te fuiste de la tierra hace unas horas, pero te extrañaba tanto que necesitaba mandarte una carta. Lamento no haber podido ir a tu despedida. Estaba tan afligida por saber que te irías que no pude estar presente. Nunca le había dicho ‘adiós’ a alguien tan cercano, y de hecho, no te lo alcancé a decir porque tenía esperanza de que te quedaras un tiempo más conmigo.
La fe puede ser un arma de doble filo: te aferras a ella y te hace luchar más, no obstante, si no logras tu cometido, el impacto de saber que fallaste te hace deprimir increíblemente. Te pido disculpas porque el viernes, cuando el especialista te llevó con él, me sentía tan confiada que no pude hablar contigo como siempre. No pude jugar, ni pedir al señor d
Honest R.A.SI am R.A.SHonest R.A.S20 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I am a problem solver
I am a hippie
I am a dreamer
I am a lover
I am a fighter
I am a struggler
I am a survivor
I am a mother
I am a woman
I am a writer
I am a giver
I am s dancer
I am a wanderer
I am a wonderer
I am a fallen angel
I am a wish upon a star
I am a singer
I am a loner
I am a funny girl
I am a nature girl
I am an artist
and I like certain things
I like funny guys
I like looking at the stars
I like kissing in the rain
running in the snow
dancing in the dark
cuddling while watching an action movie
watching people play video games
listening to war stories
listening to stories
not being treated like a "girl"
being treated like a woman
not being treated like background noise
watching the clouds
walking in the forest
being bare foot
jumping in puddles
getting down and dirty
sleep is nice
Sail AwayRip the strands from your soul where it's unraveling,Sail Away8 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
pull them out and tie together all the splinters of your spirit.
Make a raft of rescue, using your tiny heart as a sail, floating off into the horizon on oceans of your mind...
NahSo enough of this. Feeling like a walking corpse. Done with these thoughts which I didn't even choose. Can't I have just a little fucking rest? A little piece of mind? Oh, wait, that's not reserved for me. Feeling pissed off because I'm feeling this way. And the thoughts come back, they plague me and they haunt me and they make me do things. I want it to stop. I think I want this to stop. I don't know. I don't think there's anything left, even if they do stop. They've consumed me whole, eaten me all up. Perhaps a few crumbs left, a few ashes. Because life is good, yes, life is good. It's just my mind that's fucking me up. Go up and down and I'm losing touch with reality. It's here and it's everywhere but I'm not sure I want it to leave. I'm clinging to this because it's all I have. What do I doNah9 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
what do I do what do I do I don't know. There's not much I know at this point. Maybe I deserve this? Maybe it should kill me. It doesn't. It simply tortures me. No. I am torturing me. I'm doing
TervaTervaaTerva11 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Pitelen käsiäni silmilläsi, koska olet vapaa.
En halua sinun näkevän, kuinka syljen tervaa ympärilleni liaten kaiken puhtaan ja viattoman. Huoneeni nurkkiin on kertynyt tahmeita kasoja, joita en saa hangattua pois. Musta kiinnittyy peittooni öisin estäen minua saamasta unta. Tuskastuneena kierin tahmaisissa vällyissäni, kun itseaiheutettu insomnia nakertaa järkeni vilttiin aukkoja.
Luovuttaen viskaan peiton sivuun. Hapuilen pimeässä tuttua ja turvallista- kylmää ja terävää.
Liu'utan tylppää terää ylös ja alas ihoani, kunnes ihoni on vain puuteria, ja kehoni todellinen koneisto on tullut esiin. Puhallan valkoisen pölyn jalaltani lakanoilleni, kuin jalkani olisi vain hiomani puinen esine, ja sakset hiekkapaperini.
Sysään terän sivuun, ja kivun kaikotessa joku lyö nyrkkinsä läpi rintakehästäni. Puristaen itseäni kasaan
Chain ReactionA thousand butterflies gently flapping their wingsChain Reaction15 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
choking all life out in a perfect ecstasy
While the ever rhythmic pounding misses a step
Forcing an undeniable truth that this is it.
Fragile BondDear MiaFragile Bond15 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
I loved talking to you every day at school.
Coming into the lobby, seeing you standing there, the small smile you got upon seeing me.
Yeah, I knew you were taken.
It didn't matter to me.
You were something beautiful in this dark world.
I can still see you in framed in the window, the early morning behind you, your blond hair and blue eyes iridescent.
I can't help but notice the damage to your wrists.
The marks are all straight and in a row and it's all so very clear.
I don't understand how you can be so beautiful on the inside and the outside and still find a reason to do that.
You are worth so very much more than that.
I know you have a boyfriend in another school.
I know that it was wrong to go and try to hold your hand.
But if it was so wrong, why did you accept it?
Why did you hold on back, state that you cared about me?
I am so sorry about your sister.
I could have been better to he
What I WantI hear people talking about things like their "true heart's desire" or "three wishes".What I Want16 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
It took forever, but I finally know what that is for me.
I want a legacy.
I want to make something that's loved. Something that people will talk about for years to come. Something that inspires other people. Something people will draw art for, write fan fiction of, create character ask blogs. Things like that.
I don't care if it makes money or not. I want it to be loved. I want to be loved.
I want to make something like Harry Potter, or Friendship is Magic. Something everyone can enjoy.
That's my wish.
EqualMaybe one day, we can be free to love. And no one will turn their heads when we pass by hand in hand.Equal20 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
Maybe one day I wont have to hide from my private social media, in fear she'll strike me down.
goodbye friend2 days with out you,goodbye friend22 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
when I was finally able to see you, I knew it was the last time.
As soon as you saw me entering the room you got up and walked to see me.
you were on the "medic table" looking at me happily
I got near you and hugged you, It was your last hug.
My last time near you.
"you were good, I love you, ill never forget you"
I told you as i continued hugging you and you licked my face.
I undertood it as a "youll be fine, Ill be here"
The vet came and you started to fall asleep.
you fell asleep in my arm, while i cried telling you goodbye.
Now being at home is strange, theres no joy here anymore.
my parents tell me they miss you but to get over it
but they just dont get it.
You were the only one
the only one who accepted me as I am,
the only friend I had sometimes,
the only one I could talk to without being judged.
I loved you so much. You were my family, my friend.
I dont know how I will go on now, but Ill remember all the good thing
the good moments.
I will love you always d
Anxiety Attack.I've always struggled with anxiety and depression.Anxiety Attack.15 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
It's never been under control. Some days I don't notice it for more than an hour. Other days, like today, It's all I can focus on.
The world around me may as well not exist. No one around me can see the blank stare on my face and the screams going on in my head.
I find it interesting how you can feel, from the moment that you get up, it's going to happen.
You are going to crack today. So you isolate yourself more than usual from your family.
Wouldn't want them to think they understand again. My mind begins to slip and I make toward the basement.
I head to my room and that's when it happens.
I begin to sweat and shake. My legs become weak, and my mind is gone. I can't think, my body is it's own master.
Tears make it impossible for me to see the world that used to make so much sense to me.
My breathing becomes short and within 2 minutes I am on the ground gasping. I've never had an attack as bad as today.
I blacked out completely.
Dear White PeopleJust because I look like you, doesn't mean I'm one of you.Dear White People15 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
The GameYour score has already plunged into the negatives if you have experienced parental figures abandoning you, childhood friends leaving you for the simple feeling of hating you, though there is no reason, or those who are attracted to you feeling disgust at the notion. If otherwise, then this game is unavailable to one of your status.The Game15 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
The Game is for the weak. It is a way of life that is designed to transform a weakling into a strong human. The Game will ensure that you will never be abandoned, but instead that others will leave you as a result of your control over the situation.
Let us begin.
[Illiithin] is at the lowest possible initial score, being that [she] has all three of the requirements of which only one is mandatory. Each is worth negative one hundred points, so [her] total is negative three hundred.
The rules are as follows:
1. Your opponents must get close.
In order to test the reliability of the unreliable homo sapien, you must experience them firsthand. This exercise is not
Heat ProcessAll I hear is persuasive yelling.Heat Process17 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
We’re all twenty-three and yet, when the voices in this house elevate - I’m eight again, and my mother is arguing with my grandmother at 2 a.m. They’re both bitches and fuck ups only because of their choice of men- at least, from what I hear resonating down the cheap plaster hallway. I can’t understand what other people have to do with them. I just want everyone to get along. I have school the next day. It’s a Wednesday, and Wednesdays are chapel day in private school. I offer God an extra dime out of my piggy bank to make it stop.
My roommate, he’s sobbing and slamming his fists into the dresser. He finds his machete and goes to cut his own throat. I can’t do anything, so I watch from behind the hot of my cigarette. I’m three and with the same frozen stare, I’m witnessing my mother try to slit her wrists on the kitchen counter. Her tears are filled with so much sorrow, I can feel their
School Adventures 2School Stories Pt 2School Adventures 219 hours ago in Emotional More Like This
In the middle of my senior year, a friend of mine was killed in a car accident. She was helping a stranded motorist on the high way get his motorcycle into a truck, and a passing car was too close to the side and hit her. The car did not stop.
I found out in my Environmental class. Another friend of mine was sitting in the front of class, and we were doing busy work. I vaguely hear some other students talking to her, and some rather rudely so I start to listen.
"Your friend is dead!" They shouted at her. I watched my friend break down into tears and the other students went back to their own conversations.
I hurried over to my friend and she told me that our mutual and dear friend had been killed. I led her out of the classroom with silent approval from our teacher, and we went to the library. The counselors weren't there at the moment, so we sat at the computers and searched for the news story.
It was true.
The counselor came so I left her with the counselor, and I
To live in constant fearTo live in constant fear. Fear bombarding you from all sides, always surrounding you, never resting, never sleeping. Every shadow could be a murderer, every bump in the night could be a thief, every silent moment could be your last. The darkness grows and swells into a raging beast, howling and screeching, baring it's fangs,grinning down at you with hollow eyes. In the light of day fears still persist, every smile could hide contempt, every friend could be faulty, every stranger could be dangerous. Dolls watching from their shelves, staring into you very soul, watching, judging, waiting for the right moment to strike. Around every corner, an axe murderer, a snarling wolf, an imminent failure. Every casual laugh is telling you that you will fail, every glance telling you that your inadequate, ugly, disgusting. You stop sleeping for fear of awakening with a scream, once you tame one fear, new threat fills your mind with panic and terror. To live in constant fear, is a pitiful existence.To live in constant fear20 hours ago in Emotional More Like This