Deadly.Whispers
- Name
- Deadly.Whispers
- Age
- 29
- Gender
- Female
- Location
- Great Britain (UK)
- Joined date
- February 22nd, 2009
Find Me on My Better Days
Fiction
For those who love me, no explanation is necessary For those who don't none is possible.
Killjoy's Make Some Noise!
It's a habit, an addiction, a need. It's something you don't understand. So wrong yet so perfect. So small yet so meaningful. It makes me happy, though I know it shouldn't...
House full of roses,
A letter on the stairs,
A tape fullof messages,
For anyone who cares.
RIP Jimmy 'The Rev' Sullivan
And I find myself crying for a man I've never met...
(8) But you really need to listen to me,
Because I'm telling you the truth,
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay.
Me? I'm odd, there's probably a better word for me but I can't think of it at the moment. I get called 'emo' and 'goth' alot but personally? I'm just me. Think what you will.
I love my friends.
I love my solitude.
I'm a daydreamer.
I have OCD over somethings but not others.
I snap over stupid things.
I get upset randomly, or not so randomly.
I don't talk much.
I'm painfully shy, even by shy peoples standards.
I'm a pessimist.
I worry too much.
I hate people worrying about me.
I don't ask for help.
I wear long sleeves (Yes even on holiday).
I love the rain.
I love graveyards.
I talk to the dead.
My statuses, poems and stories probably don't make sense to anyone but me.
I like to draw. I like to write and take photos.
I hate the feel of paper.
I need music to live.
I need more time.
"I want to know how it feels when we all die."
"Hey, girls, you're beautiful. Don't look at those stupid magazines with sticklike models. Eat healthy and exercise. That's all. Don't let anyone tell you you're not good enough. You're good enough, you are too good. Love your family with all your heart and listen to it. You are gorgeous, whether you're a size 4 or 14. It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, as long as you're a good person, as long as you respect others. I know it's been told hundreds of times before, but it's true. Hey, girls, you are beautiful."
— Gerard Way
And as always, innocent like roller coasters.
Fatality is like ghosts in snow and you have no idea what you'reup against because I'veseen what theylook like.
Becoming perfect as if theywere sterling silver chainsaws going cascading... xoxo
21, 22, 23, 24... How many more?
My Soul keeps changing like the weather, the only constant is the rain...
xoxo
Killjoy's Make Some Noise!
It's a habit, an addiction, a need. It's something you don't understand. So wrong yet so perfect. So small yet so meaningful. It makes me happy, though I know it shouldn't...
House full of roses,
A letter on the stairs,
A tape fullof messages,
For anyone who cares.
RIP Jimmy 'The Rev' Sullivan
And I find myself crying for a man I've never met...
(8) But you really need to listen to me,
Because I'm telling you the truth,
I mean this, I'm okay!
(Trust Me)
I'm not okay.
Me? I'm odd, there's probably a better word for me but I can't think of it at the moment. I get called 'emo' and 'goth' alot but personally? I'm just me. Think what you will.
I love my friends.
I love my solitude.
I'm a daydreamer.
I have OCD over somethings but not others.
I snap over stupid things.
I get upset randomly, or not so randomly.
I don't talk much.
I'm painfully shy, even by shy peoples standards.
I'm a pessimist.
I worry too much.
I hate people worrying about me.
I don't ask for help.
I wear long sleeves (Yes even on holiday).
I love the rain.
I love graveyards.
I talk to the dead.
My statuses, poems and stories probably don't make sense to anyone but me.
I like to draw. I like to write and take photos.
I hate the feel of paper.
I need music to live.
I need more time.
"I want to know how it feels when we all die."
"Hey, girls, you're beautiful. Don't look at those stupid magazines with sticklike models. Eat healthy and exercise. That's all. Don't let anyone tell you you're not good enough. You're good enough, you are too good. Love your family with all your heart and listen to it. You are gorgeous, whether you're a size 4 or 14. It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, as long as you're a good person, as long as you respect others. I know it's been told hundreds of times before, but it's true. Hey, girls, you are beautiful."
— Gerard Way
And as always, innocent like roller coasters.
Fatality is like ghosts in snow and you have no idea what you'reup against because I'veseen what theylook like.
Becoming perfect as if theywere sterling silver chainsaws going cascading... xoxo
21, 22, 23, 24... How many more?
My Soul keeps changing like the weather, the only constant is the rain...
xoxo