If it were real...But it isn't. :I STUPID REALITY.More Like This
I'm talking about Pokemon, cause I've been thinking about it for a few days now. Sometimes I wonder if it were real, you could go on your own journey, travel around the world...you know the stuff you do in the games. I would happily trade in the life I have now, for the life of a Pokemon trainer (I'm sure everyone does XD)
If I died ...If you don't care: stop reading.More Like This
If you'd come to my funeral: Favorite this.
If you'd miss me: comment a heart.
If you're not scared: Re-Post and see who your 'real friends' are.
my cuts...The cuts on my hand gush out bloodMore Like This
As my energy drains my mind starts to flood
I can't feel the pain because I'm use to this hate
I should clean the wounds but its far too late
although it should burn i feel no pain
As blood gushes from inside my veins
Release me from this tortuous life
By my hand and this sharpened knife
There's too many cuts to start counting now
So now i will take my final bow
Too the floor and there i lay...
As my life slowly seeps away...
farewell~I say goodbye to those i should have never metMore Like This
To those who left me with pain and regret
I don't have enough feeling to get sad or cry
Because there's no more reason left in my eyes
I'll forget the love i had for those who are gone
They all accused me as if i did something wrong
I'm tired of being found guilty when the story wasn't said
I'm tired of people wishing i was dead...
I won't try to let these wounds heal
I'll stitch them shut despite the painful feel
I'm no longer going to dwell on past
I look toward a future at long last ~
I Cried Because Of This...When you were inside your mom's tummy,More Like This
your mom suffered the pain that you gave to her,
and you thanked her by kicking her all day long.
When you were 1 year old,
your mom celebrated the first birthday of you,
you thanked her by crying all day long.
When you were 2 years old,
your mom started teaching you how to talk,
you thanked her by saying ummmumumumumamamama.
When you were 3 years old,
your mom brought you to the park,
you thanked her by running around the pond, and chasing the ducks.
When you were 4 years old,
your mom bought you some toys,
you thanked her by breaking the toys on the next day.
When you were 5 years old,
your mom bought you a story book and read it to you,
you thanked her by ripping it piece to piece.
When you were 6 years old,
your mom sent you to the kindergarten, so that you can start making friends,
but you thanked her by fighting with your classmate.
When you were 7 years old,
your mom made you a very nice lunch for the first day of school,
you thanked her by
Leaf x Moth chapter 5HollyleafMore Like This
Lionblaze broke away from the group of Riveclan warriors he had recently shared stories with and padded next to her. Hollyleaf twitched her whiskers in acknowledgement of his arrival but said nothing more. She was in no mood to chatter away with her brother. Leaf bare was here. And Thunderclan was suffering.
Greystripe had already started coughing and was moved to the medicine den with feverish Dustpelt.
Leafpool and Jayfeather had spent half the day snapping at each other about whether they should use Jayfeather's patch of Catmint growing near the abondoned twoleg place. Leafpool constantly insisted that the catmints should be given to Greystripe and Dustpelt to prevent their cold from developing while Jayfeather on the other paw counter argued that the herbs were meant to grow continously so that there were always enough supplies of catmint through out the seasons.
Their bickering had spiralled into continuos loops, their decisions of whether the twoleg place's catmints sho
100 Warrior Cats ChallengeOmg when I found dis, I knew that I had to try eet owoMore Like This
So...yeaaaah...this is going to take a while oAo''
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