Let me see...
There are strangers in my house.
They keep telling me things like, "It's for your own good, Jessica." Or other things that normal strangers wouldn't say like, "You shouldn't be like that with him, Jessica," or "You're future's not gonna be bright if you keep going the way you're going, Jessica."
I don't like these strangers. And I've just realized something. It's not that I don't like them. I hate them.
They tell me that they're concerned about me and that it's because they care.
What a bunch of bull shit. I wish they could feed themselves with what they're trying to feed me. There's only so much a person can take. Limits. A word that is uncomprehensible to them. They're strangling me. Suffocating me. Taking away the only source of air. Him.
He's more than air. He's the definition of life itself. Well, To me he is.
But, To you people he's just someone else. I understand your perspective. I, once, thought like the rest of you. But, Now that I've found something, that seemed so meaningless at first, priceless to me now, I can't see -- No. I can not believe how naive and innocent I was.
I allowed them to trespass the lines of limitation. I let them in...
Now...Now, They control me like a puppet with strings so short. Without him...I'm nothing but wood. But...with him...I feel real. More real than when I was without him. More real than it should be.
And they took him away from me. They ripped me away from my heaven. And they tell me it's for the best. They tell me that he was no good. And within the comforts of his home, He knows not of what they plot and scheme. He knows not of what evil they conjure when his presence is not seen.
And I hate them for who they are. For forcing down my throat lovely lies. Lies that are made to sound lovely...So that they are better to believe. I loathe them. I abhor them. I hate them with such a passion, It sickens me from telling them just how much I despise them. They were there for me when I had fallen, when I was growing into the person I am today. And yet, What hypocrisy they speak of.
There is nothing more to say.
Because what else there is to say is nothing but effortless.
Such efforts are meaningless...An attempt only shameful to thine's eye.
Pathetic. And sad.











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Drawing is for me...
Living in the fantasy..
Were i have wanting to be...
And where I will be forever...
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I can calculate the motion of heavenly bodies, but not the madness of people~
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It is no bad thing to celebrate a simple life. =w=.
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Next time someone tells you nothing is impossible...tell them to dribble a football.
¡uoıʇuǝʇʇɐ ɹnoʎ ʇɥƃnɐɔ sıɥʇ ʇǝq ı
Thank you ♥

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Together, forever no matter how long
From now, until the end of time
We'll be together, and you can be sure
That's forever and a day
That's how long we'll stay
Together and forever more
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"We do not have emotions about our dreams so much as dreams about our emotions."
-Rosalind Cartwright
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... And then i remembered my promise. No matter how many times you would break up with me, i would allways come back.
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