cuts start healing-
and scars start appearing
over tiny teenage wrists
[wayy to tiny wrists]
more 7:00 pm passouts
and next room over screaming
and the pressure to be perfect closing in
"do you really need to eat that"
"are you really going to eat that all"
and the criticism is wayy to much
to bear
and all this time i thought i was imperfect
but now ive realized
im the perfect
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Author notes
im really depressed im sick of everything.
imsick of these 7:00 passouts and screaming and unneeded criticisms.
i just dont wanna live anymore
A contest entry
- & At Least Things Aren't Worse ♥ Show Me Dirty Pretty Please |x| by xxRainbowDawnxx.
300 points, ended April 7, 2007, 29 entries
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Niiiice
i like it, short but not simple. A bit of advice, the uneeded criticism never goes away...it's something you kinda have to ignore it, and not lot it phase you. No one has the right to put you down, absolutly no one should make you not feel alive.
Great write
-predair -
Oh yes I have felt this myself... though not relating to my weight but my looks, about my sex appeal, intelligence... I think I'm a fuck up and find out that I am/ feel like I am even more of one than I thought in the first place. Ah beautiful disasters...
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"more 7:00 pm passouts
and next room over screaming
and the pressure to be perfect closing in"
Aww babe this is great...really sad but I love it. I know the feeling, trust me. <33
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Wow..I can really relate to this at times ad its horrible feeling. I know exactly how you feel I think but try to keep your head up- you're a very talented writer and thatll take you places. Keep up the writing and try not to let the other stuff get you down
xox lizz -
babydoll ♥ dont give up yet, i know youre sick of hearing that but pwwease dont? we have to have our convention first so we can save each other & become our own fucking family & do shit right love and support... luff you ♥
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"do you really need to eat that"
"are you really going to eat that all"
and the criticism is wayy to much
to bear
and all this time i thought i was imperfect
but now ive realized
im the perfect
s
u
i
c
i
d
e
we don't want you to go, so stay.
even though shit i know i think about suicide about ten million times a day.
i don't blame you for feeling that way.
this is a raw emotional poem that speaks for itself.
i only wish the best for you hun. only the very best.
[♥]
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"do you really need to eat that"
"are you really going to eat that all"
and the criticism is wayy to much
to bear
and all this time i thought i was imperfect
but now ive realized
im the perfect
s
u
i
c
i
d
darling this is so sad
&& i know how you feel
just know i'm here for you
if you ever need to talk
ily sweetie =]
♥
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