Let Go, Just Slip Away, Stay Down, In The Dark...

In The Dark

There she is! My heart sang as I watched her walk by. Her dark curly hair bouncing in time with her step, almost to a song no one could hear. She was the pride of the school. The hottest girl every to grace the hallways with her presence. Her almost bright green eyes and small nose, along with her hair, gave the utmost awe inspiring aura around her. It wasn't that she just had a great look, but something about her smile and presence made her unique. Almost like a higher standard of beauty. Every guy wanted to ask her that one question. Would you go out with me? Did any of us have the guts to do it? No, not even one. It was like every time someone tried to one glance from her would stun them. But I was going to ask. It was going to be me. I had it all planned out. I was just going to wait until after school when she was walking home, and walk with her. Along the way are some daisies. I would pick one and hand it to her and ask. Simple and sweet. Today was the day. The final bell rang. I could hear my heart pumping. I know I was nervous, I could feel the butterflies in my stomach. They went to climb up my throat and burst out. I followed her. When she was off school grounds I walked next to her. She didn't seem to notice me. I picked a daisy. I turned towards her. "Hello, umm, I was just, well I was wondering..." "You want to date me right?" She cut me off before I could finish. This racked my body with a feeling of anxiety and nervousness like I had never known. "Ummm, yeah..." I said my voice very quiet and weak. "Why don't you go home and forget about me, you aren't worth my time. You're a nobody, nothing, just go home and let go of me, just slip away into nothingness, stay down in that nothingness, and live in the dark, you aren't worth more then that." Her words were like a thousands sticks being broken point first against my body. Their splinters sticking in. Blood pouring out of the wounds, and my body unable to recover. I could feel tears start to stream down my face as I stared into her cold unfeeling eyes. "Oh gosh, don't start crying you baby! Just let go, slip away, stay down, and live in the dark..."

Happiness

What we are is what we do. So if we are happy we must be doing happy things. You can't expect to sit around all day and do nothing and be happy can you? If you are dumb then sure. Honestly, get up, get motivated, and do something today. It isn't that hard. And the reward for doing so will pay off in spades. Happiness is not a state, but rather a habit. You can't remain happy if you stop doing what got you there in the first place.

Personality Disorders

So I took this test to tell me how messed up I am. It is pretty close. Haha. You guys should take it




Disorder | Rating
Paranoid: Low
Schizoid: Low
Schizotypal: Low
Antisocial: Low
Borderline: Low
Histrionic: High
Narcissistic: High
Avoidant: Low
Dependent: Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive: Moderate

URL of the test: http://www.4degreez.com/misc/personality_disorder_test.mv
URL for more info: http://www.4degreez.com/disorder/index.html

I Was Going To...

“I HATE YOU! I’m leaving.” I screamed towards my crying mother. I grabbed the keys to my car and walked out the garage door after slamming it hard. What is her problem? Can’t she just leave me alone? I’m not having sex, doing drugs, or drinking, so what does she care what I do on my time? My car is my freedom I use it to get away. Sometimes I just drive into the mountains and take a nap in the mountain air. I’ve never done anything “bad” but she won’t believe me. I just like to get away and have no one know where I’ve gone. I just want to disappear; from her, from the world, from everything. This time I was leaving for a while. I was pissed. I got in the car and jammed up the radio. I felt my hand twitch as I realized my words. I could hear the loud sob of my mother through the thin garage wall. When I cleared my head and got home I was going to apologize. I shouldn’t have said those things. But apologies are for another time; right now I’m just going to disappear. I backed out of the garage and drove down the street, with my arm out the window feeling the wind, turning left towards the mountains. As I came across an intersection I heard a loud twang and my body was suddenly sent into a convulsion it seemed like. The airbag deployed. I felt my arm snap as the front of the car met the middle. Squishing me like a doll. I felt metal hit my head. I could feel blood poor out. I knew I was dying. My vision began to fade. This isn’t fair, I was going to say sorry. I was going to be better. Instead the last my mom will know of me is “I hate you.” No! I could feel tears stream down my face. I thought of her crying as I left. I realized all she had done for me. But now, it was too late. I was going to be sorry, I was going to be better, I was going to…



*Thanks to Mymemory62005 for the inspiration*