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I am a girl whose really shy and thinks way too much. Loves beautiful lyrics and poetry and is too pessimistic at times. My ipod is almost always in my ears and if not I at least have it with me. I love books about vampires and stalking weird celebrities. Going to concerts and hanging with friends. I always carry a notebook with me to write stuff that I think about or to get what Im feeling down on paper. These are my thoughts, this is who I am. You dont have to love it, just accept it.

I make lots of mistakes and Im used to being told by my parents that I dont have a brain or shouldnt have been born. I mess up because my head is always in the clouds or off in another world. I dont do well under pressure. I break apart and wash away.



Who will be the one to save me from myself?
Who will be there to understand and not be ashamed to see me crawl?
Whose gonna catch me when I fall?









"Scar tissue has no character. It's not like skin. It doesn't show age or illness or pallor or tan. It has no pores, no hair, no wrinkles. It's like a slip cover. It shields and disquises what's beneath. That's why we grow it; we have something to hide."
['Girl Interrupted']




Let's compare scars
So I can taste your lies once again
And you can see how much I can break
When you wont take my hand





We lie in wait for the rain
To sing us to sleep
And wash away what we have made
More regrets to clog the drain





Dawns are heartbreaking without your voice, without your perfect face here to show me the way




This silence burns my ears because it reminds me of before
When we were so close yet still so far




She always falls too fast
Always forgets to save her breath
An easy target, he built her up to watch her fall
Because it used to be him that would crumble






And the more I forget your name
The deeper the marks on my arms sink into place







Losing control that I never even had, the blade still in my hand
You dont want to let go but you know theres not much left
And as we try to put this past us, were running out of breath







I dont know how much love is left for me to give
Because without your arms its just hard enough to live






Here without you and its been so long
This silence feels so wrong




Why cant I catch my breath?


Im cursed for eternity
As long as you let me be


I will never be the same


But I can't kill these memories; When will I rest?



Give me one good bloody reason
One good reason why I shouldnt keep screaming
Because you're breaking my heart
BREAKING MY HEART

My Poetry

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  • [Deja vu]
    Here we go, another thing taken
    My heart already, separating
    18 lines, September 6
  • [Suicide]
    All the tears you created inside of me
    Won't dare touch my cheeks
    29 lines, September 6
  • [Three's a crowd]
    Are you fuckin blind
    Or just cold hearted?
    22 lines, September 6
  • Thunder, rain, and all your other names
    Your eyes, so dry and cold
    But with just enough sparkle to make it feel like home
    14 lines, 1 comment, September 3

My Stories

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My other items

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  • Freewrite diary entry (Jayde) at storywrite
    Freewrite "Death of a loved one":1
  • JaydeD "Stalker?-11" at storywrite
    She watched quietly as more people came in to eat and talk with friends. Skipping song after song on her iPod, Jayde started feeling very bored. All her favorite songs meant nothing to her now because she had been replaying t
  • Creative Writing prompt: The Blues at storywrite
    A poem to show the saddness within my character Jayde:1

Visitor Book

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  • whispernthedark on March 31
  • KissMeImContagious : :) on February 4
    thank you for the comment (or was it comments, aw frick i forget.)

    dearest. I have been reading your poetry... and I just want you to know that I'm here to talk to.

    Message me no matter what time (of course that doesn't matter), and about anything. because I like advice, giving advice, and listening to other people. its fun.

    and remember, I am/was where you are/were now. Remember that I can relate, I can talk. I can understand.

    and keep writing. its good to get some emotions out.

    ♥
  • Dreamer Girl on January 16
    hey, its fine, really, ill leave comments everyday if you want =]

    tehe.

    as long as you try to smile and at least try to feel better.

    you can talk to me whenever and it's not a problem at all, not one bit.

    so whats all this about abuse sweetie?

    when and if you're ready to talk, feel free, because I'm worried after reading all those poems.

    =/

    Rain--x
  • Dreamer Girl on January 16
    hey whats up?

    thanks for reading my stuff. Lol. Yeah I'm always here if you wanna talk =]

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