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FeelingsI often wonders what it feels like to feel.
What does it feel like to care about someone else?
My mother asks me why I don't care about her.
I think that I should.
She does so much for me.
But she asks me if I love her so much, why don't I help her?
Help around the house?
Should I do that if I love her?
Should I want to waste time doing pointless tasks?
I don't like tears.
Tears open up a void in my throat that hurts.
Tears make me feel for a moment.
And its scary.
But then the moment is gone and I wonder why it was there.
I wonder where it went.
I've opened my heart and it's just a hole in my chest.
A big, black, gaping hole where all the light gets drawn in and eaten.
I don't care.
I don't care about you.
I don't care about your feelings.
I don't care if you cry.
I don't care about people.
I don't care about the world.
The world can die for all I care.
All I care about is me.
Sometimes I wonder what feelings feel like.
You're All WatchingShe was killing herself.
And everybody watched.
She had a self-destructive lifestyle and they just accepted her lies (lieslieslies I'm such a liar)
They saw the dark circles under her eyes, she yawned, she said she was tired even though she'd gotten out of bed at eleven in the morning. They knew that she liked to go on the computer latelatelate at night and disobey them. She told them she'd had a nightmare and they believed her (stupidstupidstupid because I always lielielie)
They knew she was overweight. She wore sizes bigger than she ought to at her age and she never exercised. She was obese as the doctor put it- and she wasn't doing anything about it. Her mother gave her a stern look and said (her eyes were cold and she crossed her arms and something inside me was cryingcryingcrying) that the girl weighed more than the mother had when she was a decade older and pregnant. (and something inside me was dyingdyingdying)
She told them that she loved herse
Beyond Magyk -prologue-Prologue
At the beginning of the world, there was just darkness. A cold, enveloping darkness that created madness. From that darkness and madness came a land that stretched unbroken for thousands of miles. From that new land sprung forth monsters and demons. From these monsters and demons sprung a man named Orde Janus.
Approximately 500 years ago, Orde Janus, created a new civilization of mortals called humans. He treasured this new life and felt like a god. He was the creator of these creatures that seemed to be born with an insatiable hunger. They hungered for food, for water, for their own land, for their own offspring. They hungered for power, wealth, control, respect, and the ability to be greater than the humans around them.
Around this society that he called the Village, Orde built a
Idiots -a Tora-chan story- ch5Idiots
A Tora-chan story
Kame sat by herself on the sofa in the Akatsuki living room. The lights were dim around her and the tears seemed to fall like rain onto the clasped hands in front of her. She closed her eyes tightly and tried to silence her small sobs.
Deidara entered the room and leaned against the door frame and quietly stared at the depressed girl. He silently slipped to her side and his arm crept around her shoulders. She looked up at him and stared at him with streaming eyes. Her face seemed to crumple and her eyes shut tightly. She leaned into his side and just cried against him. His arms wrapped around her tighter.
She shuddered quietly and fell asleep on his shoulder. As she slept, she fell into a dream. A dream of the past.
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