ʷʰᵃᵗ ιғ ι doɴ'т ʷᵃᶰᵗ нelp

[hemmo]

Some call it crazy
Some say it’s sick
But I think it’s freedom
The pain is fierce but quick
Some say that it’s a sin
Just a little to risqué
But it helps release the pain
That I go through every day
The blade is sharp and cold
As it runs across my skin
Leaving me to ponder
And decide how deep I cut in
The icy chill running down my spine
Makes me feel at ease
I no longer feel like a coward
F**king up on everything with every breath I breathe
But some days I want to stop
Feeling like everything’s wrong
Trying to let go of the blade
Sometimes I can but not for long
It’s like I’m addicted to the pain
The feeling taking refuge in my veins
Leaving me feeling confused and alone
Wiping at the streaked tears that seem to be stained
Burned into my skin forever
Becoming a part that I cannot escape
Sometimes I just want to hurt all over
To scream at the top of my lungs until they break
I want to escape from my sadness
It’s taking over me
Why can’t I just rest
Why won’t it let me be
I just want to be free

Go to sleep, close your eyes, and dream of broken butterflies,
That tore their wings against a thorn,
You know that pain they’ve endured,
Silver metal shine so bright,
Scarlet blood that feels so right,
Dream of that blood trickling down,and wake up just before you drown.
The moonlight shining off your tears,
As you bleed out the worst of your fears,
So tonight when you start to cry,
Whisper the cutters lullaby:
Hushabye baby, your almost dead,
You don’t have a pulse and your pillow is red.
Your family hates you.
Your friends let you bleed.
Sleep tight with a knife,
Cause that’s all you need.
Rockabye baby, all broken and scared,
You didn’t know life would be this hard.
Time to end the pain you hid so well.
And now you’ll come baby,
Back home to hell.

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[hemmo]

There are three words you long for, ones that are easy to say, but hard to mean. Your child hood was a wreck, and you barely ever here them, and you never did as a child. After years of depression, you finally found a way to vent your feelings. Through self harm. Weather it was starving yourself, cutting, burning, smoking, doing drugs, or just plain old being reckless, you felt better. Freed, is a better word for it. That is until it went a bit to far. Cut too deep, ate too little, were a little too reckless. You ended up on the hospital. Your parents were the least bit concerned, more of angry you would do this to yourself. It had costed them money for the ambulance, and even more to send you to rehab. Though, you didn't want help. You wanted to be left alone, to keep up the self harm. Then you realized something, you could finally be free in rehab. If you never got better, you'd get a life away from the hate, and every body wanting to hurt you. You could finally feel good about yourself. Maybe even make friends with the people just like you. Though, you'd keep up your addiction with pain, and like it.

[hemmo]

Semi-literate.

I cannot stress this rule enough. I get that semi-literate is different in everybody's perspective. Mine used to be six sentences, but now it's at least four lines. If you can't do that almost every post, then don't consider joining. I don't want this roleplay to turn into oneliners. As for writers block, no one liners. You can have two lines, and have writers block.

Pretty posts, please.

I really like a decorative post. Just changing the size, and adding a little bit of color is better than nothing. If you're on your phone, or another device, just change size. I'm usually on my kindle, or phone, and I'll do that. If you need any cool font sites, pm me, and I can give you the url.

Forms

I am not going to supply forms, however, if you don't have one, you can pm me for one. When I say 'you don't have one' I mean on that is pretty with colors and different fonts.

Keep this thread pg13.

I would like no major swearing. Ex ; F*ck. Though, you may use them, but not as often. Star out all of the vowels when you type each of the swear words. Another thing is to remind not fade, or go to pm if you get that far.

[hemmo]

Girls ;
;; Rosey Stower - {one.direction}
;; Amber Woods. - vampire warrior
;; September Morris - EmotionalDisaster

Guys ;
;; Cole Weston - {one.direction}
;; Alex Holt - ShadowMaster
;; open

[hemmo]

тнιѕ ιѕ мy ғαмιly.
ι ғoυɴd ιт αll oɴ мy owɴ.
ιт'ѕ lιттle, αɴd вroĸeɴ, вυт
ѕтιll ɢood. yeαн, ѕтιll ɢood.
-Lilo & Stitch

oнαɴα мeαɴѕ ғαмιly αɴd
ғαмιly мeαɴѕ ɴoвody
ɢeтѕ leғт вeнιɴd. or
ғorɢoттeɴ.
-Lilo & Stitch

yoυ're вrαver тнαɴ
yoυ вelιeve. ѕтroɴɢer
тнαɴ yoυ ѕeeм, αɴd
ѕмαrтer тнαɴ yoυ
тнιɴĸ.
-Winnie the Pooh

тнe pαѕт cαɴ нυrт,
вυт тнe wαy ι ѕee ιт,
yoυ cαɴ eιтнer rυɴ
ғroм ιт, or leαrɴ
ғroм ιт.
-Rafiki [the lion king]

ιғ yoυ lιve тo вe 100,
ι нope ι lιve тo
вe 100 мιɴυѕ 1 dαy,
ѕo ι ɴever нαve тo
lιve wιтнoυт yoυ.
-Winnie the Pooh

ɴever ѕαy ɢoodвye,
вecαυѕe ѕαyιɴɢ ɢoodвye
мeαɴѕ ɢoιɴɢ αwαy
αɴd ɢoιɴɢ αwαy мeαɴѕ
ғorɢeттιɴɢ.
-Peter Pan

do ɴoт вe ғooled вy
ιт'ѕ coммoɴplαce
αppeαrαɴce lιĸe ѕo
мαɴy тнιɴɢѕ, ιт ιѕ ɴoт
wнαт'ѕ oυтѕιde, вυт
wнαт ιѕ ιɴѕιde тнαт
coυɴтѕ.
-Merchant [Aladdin]

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ᶰ ᵃ ᵐ ᵉ ;; Rosey Megan Stower
ᶰ ᶤ ᶜ ᵏ ᶰ ᵃ ᵐ ᵉ ˢ ;; Rose, Boo, Bunny or just Rosey.
ᵃ ᵍ ᵉ ;; Eighteen years young [18]
ᵇ ᶤ ʳ ᵗ ʰ ᵈ ᵃ ʸ ;; February first, ninteen ninety four. [1/2/94]
ᵒ ʳ ᶤ ᵍ ᶤ ᶰ ;; Queensland, Australia
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ᵖ ʰ ʸ ˢ ᶤ ᶜ ᵃ ˡ ᵈ ᵉ ˢ ᶜ ʳ ᶤ ᵖ ᵗ ᶤ ᵒ ᶰ ;; wip
ʰ ᵉ ᶤ ᵍ ʰ ᵗ ;; five foot and six inches [5'6]
ʷ ᵉ ᶤ ᵍ ʰ ᵗ ;; one-eleven. [111]
ᶜ ˡ ᵒ ᵗ ʰ ᶤ ᶰ ᵍ ˢ ᵗ ʸ ˡ ᵉ ;; Rosey usually dresses with lost of stuff to play with. Like, a fringe skirt, or top. This is mostly because she will have something to play with when nervous. She also wheres a lot of tie-die shirts. Rose most likely made them all, because she is so artistic. She also likes to wear shorts. Rose gets hot easily, and doesn't like to burdened with being hot all the time. So, she try to dresses light, but cover everything up. another thing Rosey wears is bangle bracelets. She always says that accessories are art, if you put them on the right way. Some of her outfits look a lot like this. But, she can sometimes go a little rouge, and wear this. She normally doesn't wear anything with out color, or designs. This is her most worn outfit, because of it's color.
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ʰ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵒ ʳ ʸ ;; Rosey grew up in Queensland, Australia. She has a dandy little accent, some boys call it cute. She grew up with nine other brothers. Rosey was always the youngest, and only girl. Her parents always tried for the one girl, now they have it. Then, they named her Rosey. Most younger sisters would follow their older siblings actions. Not her, she stayed as far away from her brothers as she could get. They had taught her everything. Well, everything to do with a boy. Which is why she was afraid of boys. Rose always thought that every boy were like her brothers. Which, meant that she would hate every boy. So, Rosey always got nervous around boys. It wasn't much drama, until one night, Rosey and her mom were taking the subway home. They had seen some people, bad people. Like they were gangsters, well, they were. By the way, she was eleven when this happened. She had hid behind her mom, burrying her face into her mothers back as they crowded around them. Rosey's mother had given them her purse, wanting them to leave. Which, they did. They had gotten on the subway. The door had shut, then re opened. Rosey stepped beside her mother, and watched a boy pull out a gun and fire at her mother. She had screamed and cried until her father had arrived, since he was a police officer. Rosey's father has now retired from that job, to take on several more. They have had many nights in a shelter, because of money problems. But, ever since the first boy turned thirteen, they've been gaining money quickly. Now, all of her brothers but the two youngest work for their family. Rosey doesn't work, due to her shyness and school. It gets in the way a lot, and likes to have good grades. She went through a time when she did harm to herself, not thinking she was worth anything. She really had nothing to rely on, so she had nothing to fight for. But, somehow, she got over it. Rosey only has scars to prove she cut. Though, she covers them up all the time. When someone calls her emo, she denys it because she knows she not. She never was, and never will be. No matter how bad her life gets, she promised her self that she would never cut again.
ᵖ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵒ ᶰ ᵃ ˡ ᶤ ᵗ ʸ ;; Rosey usually doesn't have a personality. It's not to be mean, but she never really socializes with anyone to have a personality. Though, some usually qualifies her as 'shy'. I guess you could say that is right, but even if she had any friends, she wouldn't be talking to them. Her father always says that she'd grow out of it, that she was a 'late bloomer'. But, it turns out she might even be a mute. The only time she talks is when a teacher asks her a question, and that's not very often. Since, she has no friends, she has a lot of studying time. So, she has close to perfect grades. Her teachers usually don't worry about her talking to other students, because she rarely talks at all. Rosey always gets in trouble at home, especially since she hates almost everybody in it. None of her brothers stand up for her, she she's forced to get into a lot of things. Like plenty of fights. She has bruises here and there, and everybody thinks she gets kicked around at home. I mean, it would explain her shyness to people. But, no, that's not the reason. She'll jump onto her brothers' back, and he'll just push her to the ground. After realizing he hurt her, he would comfort her. Instead of accepting it, Rosey would just run to her room, and lock her self up in there. Though, since her father is never there, she gets away with a lot of things. Her father has to work plenty of jobs to keep the family in good shape. Even some of her oldest brothers help out with money. The point is, Rosey's personality is to really be hidden. She never liked to be insecure, and that is one of the reasons why she is mute. She'd rather never talk to anyone, then get called fat or ugly. So, if she never talks, she's never noticed. Rosey can be manipulated very easily. That's why when she hears people talk about her, she almost imminently believes it.
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ᶜ ʳ ᵘ ˢ ʰ ;; Nope
ᵇ ᵒ ʸ ᶠ ʳ ᶤ ᵉ ᶰ ᵈ ;; No one
ᵉ ˣ ᵇ ᵒ ʸ ᶠ ʳ ᶤ ᵉ ᶰ ᵈ ˢ ;; none
ʷ ʰ ᵃ ᵗ ʸ ᵒ ᵘ ˡ ᵒ ᵒ ᵏ ᶠ ᵒ ʳ ᶤ ᶰ ᵃ ᵇ ᵒ ʸ ;; Rosey likes a guy that isn't afraid to stand up and tell the whole world that he loves her. She also likes a boy that will cuddle her and cherrish her. She isn't one for the bad boys, mostly because she knows they are the ones that will hurt her the most. Rosey is mostly out for any boy that will accept her for who she is, maybe even one that she doesn't deserve. She knows that she is shy, but hopefully the right boy will work hard on getting past that she is basically mute. If the right boy works hard, she might even open up. But, there's no doubt that it will be hard to do.

тнere αre тwo
ĸιɴd oғ ѕecreтeѕ.
тнe oɴeѕ we ĸeep
ғroм oтнerѕ, αɴd тнe
oɴeѕ we ĸeep ғroм
oυrѕelveѕ.

ɴo мαттer нow loɴɢ ιт'ѕ
вeeɴ, тнere αre ѕтιll тιмeѕ
wнeɴ ι тнιɴĸ oғ yoυ αɴd
ѕυddeɴly, ιт ɢeтѕ нαrder
тo вreαтнe.

ι doɴ'т тrυѕт αɴyoɴe.
eveɴ тнe devιl wαѕ
oɴce αɴ αɴɢle.

wнeɴ ι cαll мyѕelғ
ғαт, worтнleѕѕ, υɢly or
α ғαιlυre, ι'м ɴoт looĸιɴɢ ғor
coмplιмeɴтѕ. ι reαlly
мeαɴ ιт.

people cry, ɴoт вecαυѕe
тнey're weαĸ. ιт'ѕ
вecαυѕe тнey've вeeɴ
ѕтroɴɢ ғor тoo loɴɢ.

cαllιɴɢ мe ғαĸe
woɴ'т мαĸe yoυ reαl,
cαllιɴɢ мe υɢly
woɴ'т мαĸe yoυ вeαυтιғυl.
cαllιɴɢ мe мeαɴ
woɴ'т мαĸe yoυ ɴιce.

тнe worѕт pαrт ιѕ,
ι'м ɴoт eveɴ ғιɢнтιɴɢ
αɴyмore.
ι cαɴ ѕee тнe lιɢнт,
αɴd ι'м reαcнιɴɢ ғor ιт.

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ᶰ ᵃ ᵐ ᵉ ;; Cole Andrew Weston
ᶰ ᶤ ᶜ ᵏ ᶰ ᵃ ᵐ ᵉ ˢ ;; Cole or Drew
ᵃ ᵍ ᵉ ;; Eighteen years young [18]
ᵇ ᶤ ʳ ᵗ ʰ ᵈ ᵃ ʸ ;; July thirty-first, ninteen ninety four. [31/7/94]
ᵒ ʳ ᶤ ᵍ ᶤ ᶰ ;; New York, New York
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ᵖ ʰ ʸ ˢ ᶤ ᶜ ᵃ ˡ ᵈ ᵉ ˢ ᶜ ʳ ᶤ ᵖ ᵗ ᶤ ᵒ ᶰ ;; wip
ʰ ᵉ ᶤ ᵍ ʰ ᵗ ;; Six foot, even. [6'0]
ʷ ᵉ ᶤ ᵍ ʰ ᵗ ;; one-fifty six. [156]
ᶜ ˡ ᵒ ᵗ ʰ ᶤ ᶰ ᵍ ˢ ᵗ ʸ ˡ ᵉ ;; wip
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ʰ ᶤ ˢ ᵗ ᵒ ʳ ʸ ;; wip
ᵖ ᵉ ʳ ˢ ᵒ ᶰ ᵃ ˡ ᶤ ᵗ ʸ ;; Bad boy act ;
When ever somebody mentions his name, they always think of bad boy. Because, that's what he is. He makes sure everybody can see his cuts on his arm. Not because he wants attention, because he knows no body will mess with him because of it. He always plays around with the nerds of his grade, because he likes to tease other. Though, when it comes down to someone that cuts, and him, he'll just avoid them. This is because he knows what their going through, and would love to release his soft side to them. Reveal every truth hidden behind each scar. Cole isn't a guy that can process his feelings well, and probably never will. So, talking it out isn't an option in his mind.

Soft side, as if ;

Cole does have a soft side, but it isn't something you see often. Even his girlfriends have never seen this side of him. It rarely ever comes out of the closet, but it's there. There not much you can do for it to come out, it more of emerges after years of being close with him. Only one girl has ever seen this side of him, but she's dead now. It was his mother. Cole had a very good relationship with her, but then, one day, she just died. She had no medical problems, even the doctors were stumped to how she died. It had looked like she just passed out, and never woke up. Now, this side didn't vanish at that point, it was only put aside. Cole was a very secretive guy, so, showing a soft side, meant he was weak. He never stood down from a chance that could make him look stronger. So, everybody just thought he was a bad boy. Which, he mostly is. It's not much of a side to him, but, it's defiantly there if you take the time to look harder.
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ᶜ ʳ ᵘ ˢ ʰ ;; Cole's single, and ready to mingle.
ᵍ ᶤ ʳ ˡᶠ ʳ ᶤ ᵉ ᶰ ᵈ ;; He's had a coulpe girlfriends, but none that matter much to him. He's still waiting for that one gal.
ᵉ ˣ ᵍ ᶤ ʳ ˡ ᶠ ʳ ᶤ ᵉ ᶰ ᵈ ˢ ;; none
ʷ ʰ ᵃ ᵗ ʸ ᵒ ᵘ ˡ ᵒ ᵒ ᵏ ᶠ ᵒ ʳ ᶤ ᶰ ᵃ ᵍ ᶤ ʳ ˡ ;; Cole isn't really in the mood for a girlfriend at the moment. But, if he wanted one, she'd have to be pretty. To be honest, Cole is quite shallow. But, if he really gets the girl, he'll make sure she knows that she's pretty. Other than that, she has to be outgoing, and get what he would be going through now. She has to except him for who he is, and not some hot guy. Cole is very unique, and likes to self harm. His girlfriend has to accept the fact that he could kill himself any moment, with out thought. So, she'd have to let him be with the whole self harm thing, because he's not ready to stop. Also, she has to care, but try not to make a big deal out of things. Cole likes clingy girls, but can'y have them because they'd care too much about the whole self harm idea, and actions.

[hemmo]

We are now open! :3

[sawyer beans.]

Posting my form later. I have to leave for baseball in a moment <<

[selenite.]

Im going to work on a form now but it make take a little while...20 to 30 minutes?

[c h a s i n g dreams]

Can I reserve a male?}}

[fallen;]

{may I reserve a girl??}