by Princess Finaqua » Mon Apr 08, 2013 1:25 pm
((Back, sorry. Something bad happened. ))
John: I smiled at her. "Any... any reason in particular, or did you just want to hang out?" I asked next, half-braced for my heart to be broken but not showing any signs of it. In fact, I looked completely at ease.
((I was kidding.))
Kiba: I stood quickly, reading my 'opponent's' moves to prepare myself for whatever she was about to do. I was focused on our 'fight' now and enjoying it because it was but a game.
The girl you just called fat?... She is overdosing on diet pills. The girl you just called ugly?... She spends hours putting makeup on hoping people will like her. The boy you just tripped?... He is abused enough at home. That guy you just made fun of for crying?... His mother is dying. Put this in your signature if you're against bullying. I bet 95% of you won't re-post, but I'm sure the people with heart and backbone will. This is the signature of someone who has, more than once, attempted suicide as a result of being abused everywhere she went. Bullies murder. Don't stoop that low.Somewhere, everywhere, there's pain where'er I go. I thought life couldn't get any worse but wait - I just hit a new low. Why do I have to hurt so much, why the need to cry? All the ways people treat me, I just want to die. What's the point of asking why, anymore? All people do is lie.
"I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing With a broken heart that's still beating." Broken by Lifehouse.

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