Blechy Blechy
Well not having a good night. My mom and brother are being bitches again. Nothing to do. I'm fucking gettting really pissed off though because my mom fucking won't go to bed, and I can't cut when she's still up because then there's the chance on her coming in while I'm doing it, and while I do it I'm all paronoid and it doesn't help as much. But grrrrr......I really need to cut.
The Comp. was being a but munch earlier and wouldn't let me use the Internet so I started writting a story, this is all I've done so far:
In a land very far away from ours, in a different dimension, on a different planet a young girl was running threw a thick forest. With crimson red branches and Razor sharp baby blue thorns scrapping against her pale fragile ash white skin. Tears of gold were pouring down her face, she sucked in the clear translucent air threw her large pig like nostrils. Her two long thin legs were tiring and began to slow down. But she couldn’t slow down, she had to get away, she couldn’t let it get her, she pushed her bloodied up legs harder and harder. A thick grape coloured root stuck out of the ground and caught on her small seven-toed webbed foot. She tumbled onto the hard jet-black ground. She tried to get herself up again with her skin and bone arms, but she was too weak. She collapsed onto the hard dirty forest floor and pasted out.
The young exhausted girl woke in the dark. There were velvet soft leaves benieth and over her. She felt strangely warm and safe in what she thought was a large dark cave. She knew that she was still alive, if she was dead her body wouldn’t hurt and much as it did. She tried to move but was still much to weak. All she could do was close her yellow and black eyes and fall into another deep sleep.
It probably sucks, but oh well.
The Comp. was being a but munch earlier and wouldn't let me use the Internet so I started writting a story, this is all I've done so far:
In a land very far away from ours, in a different dimension, on a different planet a young girl was running threw a thick forest. With crimson red branches and Razor sharp baby blue thorns scrapping against her pale fragile ash white skin. Tears of gold were pouring down her face, she sucked in the clear translucent air threw her large pig like nostrils. Her two long thin legs were tiring and began to slow down. But she couldn’t slow down, she had to get away, she couldn’t let it get her, she pushed her bloodied up legs harder and harder. A thick grape coloured root stuck out of the ground and caught on her small seven-toed webbed foot. She tumbled onto the hard jet-black ground. She tried to get herself up again with her skin and bone arms, but she was too weak. She collapsed onto the hard dirty forest floor and pasted out.
The young exhausted girl woke in the dark. There were velvet soft leaves benieth and over her. She felt strangely warm and safe in what she thought was a large dark cave. She knew that she was still alive, if she was dead her body wouldn’t hurt and much as it did. She tried to move but was still much to weak. All she could do was close her yellow and black eyes and fall into another deep sleep.
It probably sucks, but oh well.