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Thursday, October 18, 2007


   Maybe this is who I really am...
How is it that you can seem so happy on the outside, but yet on the inside your dieing, dieing for freedom dieing for salvation from this depressing life. My names Stephanie, But my friends call me Button. Most people consider me "EMO". I consider myself as being Broken. I've done alot of stupid shit, stuff thats left scars, or another whole in my heart, where love used to be. People have hurt me, And bruised me so many times Pain just comes naturally. I always come off as this fun nice silly person who's always happy, but dig down deep into my soul and I'm still alittle girl hiding from the fear, thats life, dig down deeper and you'll find an angry and depressed person who wants out of this world and out of everything that surrounds her. I usually dont have very many "happy" thoughts, somebody told me once to make them up, but I hate making my own happy thoughts cuz the feeling of knowing they'll never be real stings and eats away at me. It makes me cry most of the time. so mainly I'm put back into my gray place, so happy thoughts are something I dont do or try to do, because they make me even more depressed than when I started to even make them up. I get depressed very easily but I try not letting people know. I dont like to show that part so people arent like "omg stephanie whats wrong?" I hate it when people ask that. expecially when everything just fine. Them even saying that gets me in a crappy mood. I try to make things around me happy.

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