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[I'm helping out a friend. She's doing a college presentation on Psychology and Self Mutilation. She asked me a few questions. And this is my helping out. ] 1 I'd love to help as much as I can. I'll answer these questions, and anything else you'd like to ask, feel free. 2 I don't cut anymore. But I still coby Frances Nightengale on Sep 14 10:24 PM, In Depression, Friends, My life, My own personal thoughts, Nonfiction, Pain, Thoughts. 800 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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Over the summer I wrote almost everyday. Words spilled forth from my mind then fell to paper For my hands to morph and manipulate into perfection. But now inspiration has turned swiftly on it's heel And coldly walked away . Writers block has reared it's vile head into mine. The words have ceased to flow And Iby Frances Nightengale on Aug 28 9:04 PM, In Depression, First person, Life, My life, My own personal thoughts, Pain, Personal. 100 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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Dear Superman, 1 I'm sorry. I know that I hurt you. I don't mean to. I don't know how I even do it. I miss you. Please talk to me again. I'm sure we can make this better. I don't know how, but I'm sure that not talking isn't gonna help any. Call me, okay? 2
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Things my father did with me on the bed confused me. I played along because it made him happy. I always wanted daddy happy. 1 I'm placed atop the sink in the bathroom. (I wish I could tell you that is was cold beneath my bottom, but I don't remember. My memories are merely still frames in my mind.) I'm naked, andby Frances Nightengale on Jun 30 11:00 PM, In My life, My own personal thoughts. 100 words. → Make first comment?
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I wish I knew why I did the horrible things that I have done. 1 I wanted you to choose me, after you'd already made your choice. I wanted you to love me, after you were already in love. And I'm sorry. I put you in a difficult position. And I'm sorry. I made you hurt, and him mad. And I'm so very sorry. Notby Frances Nightengale on Jun 30 2:15 AM, In My life, My own personal thoughts. 100 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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This isn't right. This isn't fair. Don't you see I need her? 1 I need her once a week. If you make it every two weeks Then it'll keep receding, receding, receding. Til I only see her once a year. But by then I won't have anything to tell her. How can you shorten 6 months into an hour. And by then she'd
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A best friend is a shoulder, when you need to cry; armor, when you can't fight; an inn-keeper, when you can't go home; a gynecologist, when you're too embarrassed to ask your mom (or Dr. Stranger); an ear when you need to talk; a mother, when you won't listen to your own; two capable arms, when you need support; and
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I know how good I am. I know I am a good person. But I'm not gonna hide my mistakes. And also, there's someone I need to show how imperfect I am. 1 (1) In 5th grade I stopped being friends with a girl for absolutely no reason. She was hurt, and I didn't care. (2) In 6th grade my best friend started goin
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The longest one I have is as short as the rest. 1 Fuck cliches. I'm my own metaphor. 2 It's times like these I feel like I have no control over what happens to me. 3 Aching to remember, yet longing to forget. 4 I can't win when I'm playing against myself. 5 I love you with all of my crippled littby Frances Nightengale on Jun 16 10:39 PM, 300 words. → 3 comments, Add one?
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I always thought that happiness/over-all well-being/stability of the mind, was an exclusive party I wasn't invited to. People would come to me with their party favors, food, and drinks, and I'd get a glimpse; a taste of what happiness was like. It never stuck though. I just wasn't invited to this party. 1 I wasby Frances Nightengale on May 21 12:56 AM, 700 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
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So when I was younger... bad things happened. Both to me and around me. At the time though, I was unaware. I was happy, naive, and ignorant. But that's only to be expected of a child. My father. I would say 'Dad', but I believe there's a difference. A father, is the man who impregnated your mother, and you were thby Frances Nightengale on May 15 3:31 PM, In My life, Nonfiction, Personal, Thoughts. 100 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
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