Let The Games Commense: Libra IntroThe Libra girl was much more well off then her fellow air dweller, the Gemini.She was a good looking girl with curly brown hair, freckles, and chocolate brown eyes.Her perception of world is widely sought after by other students.They realize she has great peace-making abilities, and admired her leadership skills.Though they all agree that she became bossy once carried away, sometimes she was overly cynical, and everywhere she went everything had to be perfectly balanced. Maybe not in the physical sense, but in other senses.Now, the school most of the representatives attend, is not a regular school. It is a bit out of the ordinary, but that's not what we are here for.Libra girl is an airy girl with a wide variety of knowledge. Maybe not as wide as Gemini's, but vast compared to the other mortals in her school.Interestingly, the airs had never even met each other, and now they will be at each other's throats.She hopes killing strangers will be easier, if she doesn't look into the
Let The Games Commense: Gemini IntroTheir blue and red eyes had outcast them where ever they went. But what disturbed the other students more was the twins' peculiar behavior.They always spoke in unison. [And even more irritating, both of their opinions were completely opposite, and they both had to wait their turn to speak their thoughts.]One twin had white nails, while the other had black nails.One twin had blue eyes, and the other had red eyes.They think the red eyes dominate both their vision, and the blue eyed twin had more control over their physical motions.They say the blue eyed twin is virtually blind, and this is why the red eyed twin never separates from the other twin.Both twins don't appear to show much emotion, though the red eyed one seems more positive, while the blue eyes one seems more negative.Well all of this is true.These are the human representatives of the zodiac sign of the Gemini.They will fight for superiority, and only 1 sign can win.May the stars be with you. Next, we shall talk
Alone Or Not Alone?Some days it feels like I've got tons of help,and a tunnel full of light.Other days it feels like I've got to fight on my own,and I'm buried 6 feet deep.Some days it feels like I can do anything if I try,and no one can stop me.Other days it seems like I can't do anything,and everyone is stomping on my emotions.Some days it feels like I'm finally going to be okay,like I won't have any other type of day.Other days it feels like this shit will never fucking end,and I'm destined to these terrible feelings and thoughts.Some days I feel great and I can't wait to get outside.Other days I don't deserve the beautiful sunlight.Some days I feel good, inside and out.Other days I feel like a storm is coming,inside and out.Some days, even when I feel 'good', as in, just not bad, I don't feel anything at all.Other days I wish I could have that same numbness.
Her JacketShe tugged at her jacket,it was like a safety net,that just couldn't be tight enough.She hid behind it,they always asked why she wore her jacket.She didn't care if it was hot,cold,or just the perfect day.She knew what she was hiding,she knew it wouldn't be okay.She didn't like it either,but the people,they had so much to say.It made her feel safe,when walking home alone.It made her feel warm,when her world was stone cold.
My I Hate ListI hate divas.I hate people that start SO MUCH DRAMA that they don't deserve the ground they walk on or the air they breath.I hate people that hate me.I hate people that hate me for no reason.I hate people that hate me for stupid reasons.I hate people that hate me because their friend hates me.I hate people that judge.I hate people that don't care for what I have to say, unless I'm entertaining them in some way.I hate people that don't really CARE about me, but pity me.I hate people that make me feel uncomfortable, suspicious, or insecure.I hate people that try to be my friend, and then decide to give up because they can't get along with any of my other friends.I hate people that do any of the above, and then try to be all nice to me...in the fake kind of nice.I hate people that think they're better than me.I hate people that are always, and I mean ALWAYS leaders. Go away.I hate people that try to talk to me when I either don't want to talk, or I'm in public, and I don't k
It's A Baby BoyHere he was to come,a beautiful baby boy.His little fingers,and his favorite little toy.His Mommy and Daddy,they couldn't wait for his day.Yet they hadn't known,the baby had went away.His little fingers would never grab the world's attention,he would never know a friend,now his Mommy is crying,and his Daddy has fallen silent.The world won't notice,but us,we do.I had hoped to feel his little fingers rap around my own,and hold him as if he were of blood.This beautiful baby boy,we would never know.
I'm Glad I FailedTwo pills a pop,well clearly,it wasn't enough.But now there is another side,to the life I thought,I was stuck inside.There was a bright light,and it came to save me.Maybe next time,I'll think twice.
How Does It Feel?Maybe you would liketo step into my place.Come on,it's just for one day.It'll be fun.You don't like the way they look at you,like your some type of rare species.One of the ugliest species of human they've ever laid eyes on,One of the most undesirable of companions.They don't want to sit next to you,if they did,you wouldn't hear the end of it.They want you to know,just how useless you are.They want you to know,they don't want you here,anymore.They want you to know,just so you won't suffer anymore.Now hush,hush.Lay down your head,and wait,for the nightmares,to creep into your head.Now, now,don't cry.If your lucky enough,they won't let you die.When you are fading,they will turn out the lights,and they will whisper,their last of good-nights.