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Friends of Emokid
| February 6th, 2007 @ 12:00am | |
| by rabiddog | |
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| 169 hit(s) | (2 comments) | vos mots sont rien |
| dearest rach | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:50pm |
| by suicidalscars | |
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Feeling: tortured
there are no words to describe how worried and sick i feel right now. everything that could go wrong is running through my head at the highest velocity possible. i cant help but think that if you're hurt then it's my fault. horrible things wont stop harassing my eyes; your father doing something again, you hurting yourself to the point of no return, someone else harming you. its becoming unbearable. i dont know what i would do if i lost you, my dearest dearest rachael. i love you so much; you have absolutely no idea how much i care for you. i feel like we're connected somehow. like we were meant to met and help each other. these minutes wont go by quick enough so that i can run home and get on msn to hopefully see you on there and be reassured that you, my darling rachael, my sister, my better half, are ok. i would be dead without you. i cannot stand the thought of losing you. i cant bear to even think of that because i fear that i will break down and cry until i cant cry anymore. i cant lose you, too. no, not you. you're too important to me. i've already lost someone important to me, but they aren't nearly as important to you. i'm praying to a false god that i've never believed in that nothing is wrong and that you're just in one of those moods where you say things that you dont mean. oh my god rachael, im dying right now not knowing whats going on with you. i swear that i would do anything to help you! i would sell drugs, i would steal, i would sell myself to drunk men on the streets, i would kill to help you and make sure that you were ok. if you need to get away from there, i will work anyway possible until i have enough money to fly you over here, just to make sure that you are safe and ok. i would die for you rachael. i love you so much. god, i hope that you are ok. . .please tell me that you are ok and that nothing has happened to you. please, just leave me at least one word telling me that you're ok. please, oh god, please let you be ok. . . i love you more than any words can say chelsea |
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| 613 hit(s) | (1 comments) | otep saves |
| (164) Camping Trip | July 11th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by cpaiges | |
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School is over, Dustin graduated and now I have to go through my senior year without him! Never gone through a day of high school without him. But I am going to try so hard to make my senior the best which is going to be hard without Dustin by my side! My Friend Brittany had her baby yesterday and I was there with her. You would not believe how much hair that baby has! She was 7 lbs 2 oz and 19 inch long! Born 2:55pm, 11 hours of Labor! Proud of you Brittany! Thats it for now! ~Cassandra |
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| 255 hit(s) | (2 comments) | Talk to me |
| its been so long. | March 12th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
| by jorge | |
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Feeling: fine
i love my marine! |
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| 781 hit(s) | (0 comments) | tell me a story.. |
| [250].*.It's been a while, since I could, hold my head up high... | November 30th, 2008 @ 6:12pm |
| by pinkcandylips | |
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Listening to: mute
Feeling: aloof
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| 430 hit(s) | (2 comments) | COMMENT XO |
| 1 Septemer 2005 | August 13th, 2008 @ 3:51pm |
| by squee | |
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Listening to: No Doubt - Bathwater
Moving schools sucks, but at least I have a friend there who I can trust, and who I actually like. Bulmershe is full of Chavs; more to than Ryiesh!!! Oh well... Going to this Battle of the bands thing tomorrow night with Fona and Jess. Im supporting my friend Olly's band, Blood Blister. It should be fun I guess... SHOPPING TOMORROW WITH SAMMY ASWELL, WOOT!!! |
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| 250 hit(s) | (1 comments) | squee? |
| MY ANSWER | November 19th, 2005 @ 12:00am |
| by emo | |
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i would go up to my ex and say "there is no reason to live if im not with you.." then walk away, go home, and od on everything in the house and die...then he will feel wicked bad and commit suicide also and we can live happily ever after in hell...at least the sex will be hawt.. hehehe |
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| 191 hit(s) | (4 comments) | im so emo |
| It's been a while.. | June 25th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by contradictions | |
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I no longer feel like a 500 pound weight in a steroid-free gym. Ohh, and I have a myspace as well. myspace.com/derrickishotsex |
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| 454 hit(s) | (214 comments) | Cake or Death? |
| November 19th, 2005 @ 12:00am | |
| by dawnie1600 | |
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First, all my friends never talk to me. We meet at the tree at break and lunchtimes and me and Holly always end up sitting there doing nothing. Sometimes we go off walking and we talk for ages. We walk round school and when we walk past the gang they give us weird looks. After about 5 or 6 times around they ask why we're ignoring them and i nearly lose it. Me and Holly just say 'we're not'. It's weird. Whenever we're replying to them we always end up doing the same or saying the same. Second, on MSN they never talk to me. I have to start conversations with them. Nicola never really talks to me anyway. Sam G noticed how much she'd been ignoring me and was apologising loads, she's a true friend. Whenever Katie's on she only talks to me to ask questions about our business. Holly comes on, and then disappears almost instantly though if she does stay on she doesn't talk for long. And i asked Amy if everyone liked me, honestly. About 3 minutes later she replied that i rocked, not really answering my question. Third, Mark keeps bugging me. He wanted me to sing one of my poems in a guitar solo for his music performance. I said maybe cos i wasn't sure. The poem's in copyright anyway. Then all he does is annoy me and lie to me, getting me to say things to other people and get them to hate me. I block him and he goes through my friends and he bugs them so much that my friends make me unblock him. I do for a minute and he annoys me. I can't take him anymore!! Fourth, Thomas. I never went to him for anything. I told him to leave me alone because he still loves me and he asked if i wanted to go out with him. I told him to leave me alone and i ended up swearing. He then decided to blame everything on me. Say that i 'used' him when convenient then pushed him away. Yeah i pushed him away but that's because he was always getting too close to me. He said that i moaned to him about my problems. I may have attention seeked but never to him. I'd post it on my online diary and he'd see it. If he can't take it then tough. Now look at his latest email: ' Actually, if you can remember, you came back to me asking if we could start over. The only reason I gave in was because I knew you needed help! I thought I could give you the help you needed. Obviously, I was wrong. You turned down my aid, and pushed me away. Just like you push away everyone who cares about you. You've changed. You used to care about people. Now you're just another heartless monster. You are no better then those fuckers at school who torment people for amusement. Only difference is... You hurt people who care about you. You hurt people more. I fell in love with you, but not as you are now. I loved you when you were caring and considerate. Not this pathetic little child I now see. You've lied to people so often, you have started believing them yourself. Like a shield, to hide who you are. I know, deep down, there is still that young girl I once knew. I was right about you, you did need help. You still do. You need help, to see through the wall of lies, and false images. To be who you were. Somewhere inside of you, there is the girl I loved, scared and alone. Trapped in the darkness. All I did was offer her a light. A helping hand, and a friendly face. You need help, now more then ever. You need help, before it's too late...' I know you're gunna see this Thomas and i know you're gunna swear at me and whatever but i don't care anymore. Fifth, off the subject of friends i've been ill since Wednesday. I missed 2 lessons of Karate. 3 vital Science lessons that i need for my test next Thursday. 2 English lessons that i need for my essay. 3 ICT lessons that i need for my ICT SPB. 1 French lesson where i'm supposed to have a test. And i'm not sure if i'll be alright for Monday. If i miss Monday i miss 2 lessons of Music where i'm supposed to do my performance. I can't miss any more school! On a brighter note. I just got asked out by a guy from my year. He kept hinting he liked me but he asked me out. Don't really know how to feel now... |
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| 119 hit(s) | (0 comments) | leave comment |
| Its lookin up... Started again. | August 6th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
| by liolela | |
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Listening to: Dope - Burn
Feeling: torn
Okay... For those who've read my entries, you'll understand this babble a lot more, for others, its probably not gona make as much sense... I don't miss Benjy anymore. My eyes have been well and truly opened and I know why my family and a lot of my friends didn't like him. Basicly he's a complete prick. I've moved on a lot quicker than I thought I would... Could be considered a bad thing, but I'm finally happy. Within 2 weeks of us splitting up I was dating again, and now, months later, I'm engaged to that guy. He makes life the best thing ever. At last I feel appreciated, and he doesn'y complain that our relationship is a "look after lou-lou show". Well it wouldn't have to be because we look after each other, presumably thats what couples do ya know, so its no chore, as it seemed to be for certain people before. I'm gona go now, got stuff to do an' all. Bye people! xox |
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| 278 hit(s) | (1 comments) | Ready to rock? |
| omg | April 25th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by shadeofblack | |
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Feeling: happy
so i thought id update Devens coming over tday im so excited and im so inlove with him and hes sleeping over this weekend YAY! but i gotta get ready for school so ill write more later byeee |
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| 131 hit(s) | (0 comments) | seT sAil |
| so | June 28th, 2006 @ 12:00am |
| by 3greenpepper | |
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| 21 hit(s) | (0 comments) | scar-x-me |
| more than 1 year later.. | July 20th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by sexpistols | |
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Listening to: a7x- UnhOly cOnfeSSiOns
Feeling: alive
and i remembered my sitdiary password!! weird..lol last entry was over a year ago! i think they were all poems.. i haven't even looked >.< going to try to get in touch with people here again.. whats new?? 2 years and a half with my boyfriend.. we're breaking up.. life.. ¬¬ im not studying right now.. want to.. psychology.. but not yet.. =[ life at home the same.. no one talks to me..lol used to it.. im happy with my friends.. and alcohol ^^ i still like blOOd ^^ lol.. sex pistols!! love!! alesana! too! kIss mE.. nOt! ^^ |
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| 105 hit(s) | (3 comments) | Hurt Me |
| [132] Edge Of Darkness. | 13th October 2008 |
| by hurtingforever | |
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I'm standing out on the edge of darkness One more step and I'm gone Away into the vacancy that churns before me No more options No more tears Just this empty nothingness that beckons me Driving me from shadow to shadow Until I arrive here. Behind me is a road, a way out, a hope. But I can't see that anymore; Can't comprehend how it could be so. Not before I last through this night. So before me stands the only way. And all it takes is one step, To fall into this everlasting darkness To stumble into the unknown To trip into oblivion, and beyond But through that darkest night I can see One star, one light Just a faint eye Watching from beyond the misty grey Could this be the one thing that separates me from this abyss? Or mightn't it be too faint a hope, Too weak to drag me from this potent death? I do not know. But I'm standing out on the edge of darkness Just one more step and I'm gone. |
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| 117 hit(s) | (0 comments) | Just Say It. |
| Olivia | 11.21.08 |
| by scott | |
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| 9436 hit(s) | (7 comments) | comment |
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