Sep 26, 2020
Why does the slightest change in tone of someone will throw me out of wack & I immediately jump to the conclusion that I am a bother or somehow I pissed them off even though I've said two words?
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Why does the slightest change in tone of someone will throw me out of wack & I immediately jump to the conclusion that I am a bother or somehow I pissed them off even though I've said two words?
There are some days where it gets to be too much When my teeth chatter and my head hurts And I can't find solace in my work Or comfort in my skin Where flakes fall flat like salt grains And nails bare bloody edges My feet drag across pavements Where wind sweeps no wake in me And the desires to step in places unknown Gets swept away like ashes To be spread where I always go I hold a comfort in the past Like my memories hold the answers to my happiness But on days like these they ooze away Leaving me exposed and fraud With nothing left to grasp on to And I'll be blown away by the breeze
omg im taking Apush tomorrow too good luck!
yeah ahahaajldks i’m going to be dead by the end of it but thanks, good luck to both of us!!!!!
And she was lost, like a ghost with no particular pattern, she wasn't sure why she was here still but not quite sure she was ready to leave. She wander's watching the sadness break the people around her, watched as they hurt over another person, and lost there hope because of other people. And she just watches.. Close by taking in these emotions and hurting for them. Buried in the guilt of the people around her when she should not care at all for these strangers in pain, taking it in and letting it become her problem as well.. She couldn't be happy with the way the world was, she took heart aches of the war, of families in loss, of children around the country being abused.. She took it all her whole life and never asked why, never asked why her anxiety was higher when she borrowed friends clothes, why she could cry for no reason by the brush of there skin, why she could always read the emotions of the ones she loved, always knew if something was wrong in the smallest sense and one day it clicked.. And she wondered, could they be right.. Empath..
-katiesmiserableatbest