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  1. "I.... I had a rough childhood? My mother died when I was very young, my father... didn't take it very well..." Rex stopped, wincing and rubbing her forehead. "It almost... hurts to remember?" @Lightweaver2
  2. I wrote a poem awhile back... so, here.

    (spoiler for length and cause it's kinda sad/depressing...)

    Spoiler

    Abandoned 

     

     

    Lost

    Forgotten

    Alone

    Did I ever make a difference?

    Do people care?

    Does God see?

    Why

    Why do they wonder?

    What is it like to be me?

    The lies

    So believable

    Where are you?

    When these feelings take over?

    When it takes so much effort just to keep breathing?

    When the fear is crippling?

    When I am falling apart?

    Body,

    Mind,

    Spirit,

    Toppling over.

     

    The wind is strong.

    So strong.

    I can feel it,

    Tipping me toward decisions.

    Regrets.

    Why do we live?

    For purpose?

    What is that purpose?

    Oh God, where are you?

    In my hour of need?

    In a matter of life and death?

    My life?

    My death?

    When I need you!

    With every fiber of my being

    I know, somewhere inside,

    That you hold me.

    But

    Why can I not feel those hands now?

     

    Rest.

    What is rest?

    Why am I a stranger to so much?

    Do my words mean anything?

    I toss them up!

    Toward you!

    Do you hear?

    They ricochet endlessly off the ceiling.

    Bounce back into my face.

    Why? Oh Lord?

    Why me?

    Did you choose,

    When I was made,

    To give me these burdens?

     

    So heavy.

    I strain under the weight of them,

    Crying out for rest!

    For help!

    All the time, 

    Wondering.

    Wondering

    Why,

    Wondering when

    This load will be lifted

    If it even will.

    Ever. 

     

    I feel hopeless.

    Abandoned

    Dead inside

    Wanting the deadness to consume me

    What stops me?

    From ending it all?

    Facing eternity?

    Killing my dreams

    My plans

    My hope

    Myself

    Empty.

     

    Why am I here?

    You say you have plans for me?

    Prove it!

    I bleed!

       In spirit

        In mind

         In body

    Do you see?

    Do you see the suffering?

    Why is this called life?

    Is there any hope at all?

    I am dying!

    And yet

    You seem to do nothing!

    Why?

     

    Lord.

    I fall.

    Have fallen.

    Will continue to fall.

    Forever.

    Will I be caught?

    In anything other than this storm?

    Emotions

    Pain

    Heartache

    They swirl inside of me,

    Beating against my very soul

    Among them all,

    The question remains,

    Unanswered

    Abandoned

    Forgotten

    Why?

     

    You made us;

    So fragile!

    We break.

    Hurt. 

    Die.

    And you!

    Up where it is safe!

    Look on and do nothing!?

    Why are we like this?

    What is the plan?

    Why have you hidden from us?

     

    I have dreams.

    Nightmares

    I am haunted

    Creatures lurk

    Skitter

    Creep

    Through the shadows in my soul

    There is no escape

    Death lives here

    In my heart

    But

    I am still breathing

    If only

    If only I wasn’t-

    These are the thoughts

    The thoughts killing me-

    Or am I killing myself?

    Everything is dark

    Cold

    Scary

    Why?

     

     

     

    What kind of life is this?

    Would it be better not to live at all?

    Who understands?

    Not my family!

    Not my friends!

    Not you!

    Tell me, God!

    Where are you?

    When Hell has come to earth?

    When I want to-

    Feel as if I need to-

    Die

    Escape 

    Fade away

    Forever

     

    Would anyone really notice?

    If I was gone-

    One instant-

    One decision-

    One jump-

    One stab-

    One life-

    Gone

    What if?

    Who would care?

    Who would weep?

    If I

    Was

    Gone.

    Forever.

     

    Can I continue to bear this?

    Like I have for so long?

    If I just collapse?

    The strain is too much! 

    I am weak!

    Alone.

     

    You say that you are always with me?

    Then where?

    Where are you?!

    What must I do to feel your presence?

    Empty.

    Alone

    Abandoned.

     

     

     

    ~ Stick 💔

     

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    2. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      Me too ❤️ 

      You're a wonderful human, and you deserve the joy this life will bring you. I know it hurts right now. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. You are loved, even if you can't always feel it.

    3. Just-A-Stick
    4. Just a Silvereye

      Just a Silvereye

      I know that many people, here and elsewhere, would weep. Me included.

      I also know that you are an awesome person. Much more than you probably realize, in fact. And you deserve to be loved.

      Sometimes, life seems intent on kicking you in the guts again and again, and you're on the floor and you plead for it to stop but it doesn't, and you feel like you're trash for not being able to get out of it. It is easy, then, to forget who you are, to forget what you've done, to forget what makes you special. 

      But always remember : you are an incredibly gifted person. I am glad to know you, even a little.

      And I promise you that the rain stops one day. Even if the darkness seems infinite, someday you will reach a light. You will be warm again. I don't know how, or when, or where, but I know that you will.

      *long hugs*

       

      Spoiler

      Sorry for double pinging all of you. I accidentally hit send halfway through, and hid the half message thinking I could edit it and then unhide it. Turns out you can't, at least on mobile.

      Someday I will have to learn to properly use those things called my fingers.

       

  3. *hugs* It's ok to be tired... but I love ittt <33
  4. Rex took a deep breath. "You may want to sit down..." She winced, clasping her hands in her lap and looking down.
  5. "I... maybe? There's just so many..." Rex sighed, looking down. "Are you sure?"
  6. The future belongs to goats who believe in the beauty of their dreams. -Eleanor Roosevelt
  7. "How long will that take? I'm tired of... just sitting here, with all these horrible memories flooding my brain! They hurt my head and make me feel like I'm going to explode at any minute!" Rex rubbed at her temples, a pained expression on her face.
  8. "Storms only know when that will be! We need to go!" Rex sat up, putting a hand to her head, and trying to stand.
  9. Rex pushed herself upon her elbows awkwardly, "We need to find Julie's parents."
  10. She opened her eyes after a minute. "Sorry." She whispered. "I guess I'm not as strong as I thought..."
  11. She said nothing, simply crying in his arms until she could hardly breathe. then, she promptly fainted.
  12. She sobbed into his embrace. "I don't feel that way!"
  13. Ah! Guys! I'm a Wit! :D 

    YAY! :D :D 

    Spoiler

    and yet... the only think running through my head is spook quotes... XD

     

    1. Weaver of Lies
    2. Just-A-Stick

      Just-A-Stick

      *high-fives* 

    3. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      Wasing the wants of the quoting the quotes!

  14. "But....But... why do you want me? Have you seen me? I'm a mess! Look at me!" Rex pulled away from him, spreading her hands and motioning to herself. "Why could you possibly want me?"
  15. "I...I'm just so used to hiding... my... my father never wanted to see me.." The tears fell faster.
  16. "I... never met her before...." Rex winced, looking down. "Did you know where her family lived?" She asked, letting her hair fall into her eyes in an attempt to hide her tears. the scar on her neck was plainly visible.
  17. Rex looked into his eyes. "Are... are we ready to go?" She asked hesitantly.
  18. "You're wonderful." Rex whispered into his neck.
  19. *HORRIFIED* BAD CHILD! GO WATCH OR ELSE YOU GET SPIKED ALFREDO FOR YOUR NEXT MEAL!
  20. this isn't a very good sandwich anymore... it's been stolen for over a year...
  21. Hi!

    I started Warbreaker today! ;) 

    I'm excited! 

    How is everyone?

    I'm trying to get some poems written soon, I promise, But someone might need to stab me with a certain stick.... :ph34r:

    anyways...

    this is short...

    ❤️ 

     

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    2. The Paradoxical Phenomenon

      The Paradoxical Phenomenon

      Is still better than IMG_2123.jpeg.65dda049691eeb124f6c293e7a4aa792.jpeg 

      - g

    3. The Paradoxical Phenomenon
    4. The Paradoxical Phenomenon

      The Paradoxical Phenomenon

      My lawyers are recommending that I clarify that this is a joke

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