tell me I'm imperfect,
point out all my flaws,
I'll just tell you ahead of time,
that I'm aware of them all,
I look in the mirror,
ever single day,
and don't stress over them,
or wish them all away,
so next time you put me down,
I won't take it too hard,
but think to yourself,
others may not disregard,
they may not see you,
the very same way I do,
and notice your only doing this,
to hide your own insecurities,
they may take a razor,
and cut deep into flesh,
or take a handful of pills,
and lay their head to eternal rest,
so next time you call her fat,
or make fun of her in any way,
just take some time to realize,
that comment could make toda
I trust you,
I do,
but you make it so hard,
you see her every weekend,
and it's getting me alarmed,
I love you more than anything,
I want to leave you be,
but something about her,
is sending me signals of jealousy,
she gorgeous,
and sweet,
and so much like you,
I'm deeply concerned,
that you'll think so too,
and leave me for her,
without saying goodbye,
cheat on me,
and leave me in a pool of lies,
sometimes I think,
that there is something going on,
already behind my back,
and I'm weighing the pros and cons,
of continuing this feat,
that you call true love,
and feeling this forever,
and never rise above,
maybe it's ok,
all just a frivolous t
Crystal Blue Eyes by SkinnyIsBeautiful, literature
Literature
Crystal Blue Eyes
This feeling I get,
When I think of you,
In unexplainable,
And something very new,
I've never felt this way before,
Not about anyone,
I don't know what has happened,
I don't know what you have done,
To steal away my heart,
Like its only yours to take,
To make me feel breathless,
Like I'm breathing, but not awake,
I'm at a loss for words,
When I see your face,
I feel like the world is spinning,
Like I'm a step out of pace,
I can't help but smile,
When I look into your eyes,
The misty blue shades,
Remind me of clear skies,
A day without rain,
And cloudless crystal blues,
The softness of your lips,
And laying in bed with y
Crystal Blue Eyes by SkinnyIsBeautiful, literature
Literature
Crystal Blue Eyes
This feeling I get,
When I think of you,
In unexplainable,
And something very new,
I've never felt this way before,
Not about anyone,
I don't know what has happened,
I don't know what you have done,
To steal away my heart,
Like its only yours to take,
To make me feel breathless,
Like I'm breathing, but not awake,
I'm at a loss for words,
When I see your face,
I feel like the world is spinning,
Like I'm a step out of pace,
I can't help but smile,
When I look into your eyes,
The misty blue shades,
Remind me of clear skies,
A day without rain,
And cloudless crystal blues,
The softness of your lips,
And laying in bed with y
Bury me with my knife by SkinnyIsBeautiful, literature
Literature
Bury me with my knife
Self loathing and razors,
And sadness and tears,
Scars on my hips,
And a life filled with fears,
Self esteem issues and depression,
Alone all the time,
A life with no friends,
Is a life much like mine,
I cry every night,
When I think of what I am,
Ugly and worthless,
And nobody gives a damn,
So I grab my razor,
And cut so fucking deep,
That I can finally lay my head,
And get a little sleep,
Whether I faint from the blood loss,
Or life finally ends,
I can rest for awhile,
And give into the sin,
When I awake in the morning,
And see what I've done,
I smile a little,
Because this battle, I have won,
I can face the day,
With a new battle scar,
Som
You don't know me by SkinnyIsBeautiful, literature
Literature
You don't know me
I shiver with cold,
I'm weak and I'm tired,
I feel like giving up,
To be skinny, is all I desire,
I yearn to see bones,
And feel beautiful for once,
I just want to scream for help,
But instead, I sit in silence,
Because no one can help me,
No one understands,
No one has the heart,
To lend me a helping hand,
My only savior is the knife,
That takes the pain away,
From everything I go though,
From the shit I live with everyday
So next time you judge me,
Without knowing anything,
Take the heart to realize,
That sometimes your insults really sting.
I paint the sky,
with blood stained hands.
I'm giving up,
I won't take this chance.
Loosing you,
I can't stand,
To see you die in my arms again.
He said,
to get rid of you.
So I ran and ran and ran.
He'll find me,
no doubt about that.
He take everything away,
he'll make sure I know that...
I'm doing the Devil's work,
I can't back out now.
I will stay,
because I am stronger than you.
You will deceive me.
Kill,
Is something I can't do anymore.
Run,
I will be a coward.
Scream,
I hoping you'll hear me now.
I don't understand.
Why, I am doing the Devil's Work.
I can't find
the bloody
difference
I can't recall
where the seams fall
You tell me
its fine
that it wasn't
my fault
Did you just lie?
To save your face
maybe just your
own skin
Its always seemed
even before when
you had control
That I didn't belong
I waited by the side
Wondering who'd have
the guts to tell me
to stay out
That this Haven
was never really
here
Never mine to use against
the things that plague
my mind most of the time
But with someone new
this fear grows
without a leash
to make it heel
No one to tell me
that I'm to
precious lose
I'm in pieces
half the time
wondering whether
i should go
or stay behind
Even with t
I'm 14 and am currently in 9th grade. I love talking, drawing, writing. I am very friendly and will talk to anyone. I love making new friends, so don't be afraid to note me if you wanna talk! :)
Favourite Visual Artist
Idk
Favourite Movies
Death and cremation, horror movies, scary movie 1,2, and 3
Favourite TV Shows
Uhh.. Paranormal witness, house.. Yeah
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Death/ thrash/ black/ doom metal, as blood runs black, gnaw their tounges, khanate, edge of sanity, satyricon, mayhem, etc.
i really havent written all that much since November, and I feel that I should get started again, as it is a useful way for me to vent my emotions; good and bad. I've also gotten back into bracelet/ jewelry making, and drawing. I've sort of lost interest in drawing for lack of imagination, but with my art teacher's encouragement, I've decided to once more use my drawing "skills" as a way to further vent my emotions. well, thanks
for reading this short little entry. expect more writings in the future :)
-Amanda <3
I hate it.
I hate it more than ever.
You don't know how many friends I have lost since I started doing it, and how many people I have scared off with my scars. I just wish that my life was better, so I would feel the need to do it ALL. THE. TIME.
Well, I may be writing a short story soon, about a self harming teenager. Or I might go with fantasy/ scifi/ horror. I need some time to decide so I don't start writing an give up, like I always do.
Well, that's all fur now I guess.
Peacskies!
Just want to thank you for sharing your story with the people of deviantart. And as a side note, appearance does not matter skinny or fat you're beautiful. Thanks again.