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About Me Member One who left DA and came back! emmy212023/Female/United States

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The Getaway "I said no!" My mother's words echoed across my mind repeatedly. I'd had enough. All my parents did since the day I was born was tell me how to live my life. I was nine years old. I was practically a teenager, which is practically an adult. My cousin Rachael and I were smart. We both had seen "Harriet the Spy" more than twice. We could do this grown up lifestyle just as well as anyone else. The decision was already made; we were running away.
Immediately, we began to pack. I grabbed my favorite and most useful bag. It was a large, tan teddy bear backpack. He wore a red bowtie around his neck, a The Getaway
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The Truth Was Never ToldWhat was said, they'll never know, What happened in that little home, What began to unfold, and the truth was never told.
They feel lost and trapped within, They feel as though they cannot not win, As if their lives are just a sin, and the truth cannot be told.

The fears within them fill the space, That was there from troubles faced, As their hearts begin to race, and the truth cannot be told.
Secretly, they are okay, in some weird and wretched way, They say they'll one day get away. and the truth shall not be told.

No The Truth Was Never Told
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One Last Chance Her silent screams could ricochet off the walls, if only someone could hear them. Her hands grip the cold porcelain as she thinks to herself if there is possibly more to this. She looks into the stainless faucet and only sees the distorted reflection of the eyes that tell a story she knows all too well. This is just another stepping stone down her path of self destruction. So far, she's been good at pretending like everything is okay. She closes her eyes and begins to sink herself below the murky water. She only hears the sound of vibrations from the water filling the tub and h One Last Chance
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Journal History

Apr 10, 2009 Quarter in Review...
Dec 22, 2008 It's a wrap.
Dec 12, 2008 Why oh why.
Nov 16, 2008 Vulnerability
Nov 4, 2008 Where do I go from here?
Aug 20, 2008 Time.
Apr 6, 2008 April.
Jan 23, 2008 2008 is indeed a new year...
Jan 3, 2008 I feel like my heart is unstitched...
Nov 13, 2007 new path forged

Quarter in Review...

Fri Apr 10, 2009, 8:06 PM

Mood: Pain

Lazy.
<st>Useless.</st>
Discouraged.
Ugly.
Angry.
Paranoid.
Damaged.
Fat.
<s>Confused.</s>
Scared.
Hoarder.
Compulsive.
<s>Dweller.</s>
Hurt.
<s>Disappointed.</s>
Bruised.
<s>Careless.</s>
Unsure.
<s>Lacking.</s>
Sad.
Cold.

Being able to remove even one of those is an accomplishment in my eyes. I let the internal demons get the better of me 95% of the time. I can't let go of things. I can't forget. I can't move on. I can't keep a positive mindset. Life seems to creep up behind me and fucking destroy any hope I may possess within minutes of receiving it. Negativity won't seem to move from me. I don't understand why I even fucking do the things I do. Why does my life seem like one giant mind fuck? Why can't I seem to find any kind of stability in my life?

To be continued.

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