thestudyofyou

My grandma told me about this place. Its a .....different ....sort of place. Its a place any one can find, but only very few do. She told me you have to cross this road, built of hanging veils. The veils are all gray. Illuminated by glowing yellow sparks. That hover around each veil. She told me how to cross the bridge, all you need to do is hang on to one. You need to leap off the wodden floor beyond the guarded gate. The gates black sturdy frame is guarded by knights, theses knights however, arent your ordinary knights. No, its much more complicated than that. They have no faces, they always wear masks, that are always made of broken glass

What do you need? Every one needs something. Is it something? Or , maybe some one? You probably haven't found them yet. You just have to be patient. Because if you're not patient, you'll just grab any one that walks by. And things wont really work out. Then when the right one does come along, and you haven't been patient, they'll start to drift away. The more time you spend with the wrong people, the more time you loose with the right ones. If you're going to end your life why not have some fun? You survived it didn't you? Up till now. You survived. So, why not have some fun before you end it? Don't you think you deserve it? I

I just want you to hate me so much, you'd never come back. But obviously i failed. its not your love. its not your dedication. Its not even your money. Its me. I wasn't able to hurt you. I wasn't able to make you feel so sick inside, You'd run away. I wasn't able to get to you. Like you got to me. Tell me,  how do you think I feel? How do you think I felt all those night? Day after day Hour by hour Waiting for my dad to come through that door. You don't know how much hate I have. You don't even know why I changed my last name well its because, I didn't want anything to do with you anymore. Im not that little girl, you knew y

I cant believe you promised me the world. I believe you forgot. I cant believe I would give everything to you. I believe I fell. I cant believe you died...... Love is the reason of it all. It's something cold like you. Love is the reason of sin. But I love you

Student Id: 7 School Code: 3     Pressure        Original Monologue I told you I'm okay Mom. It's nothing. I said it's nothing. No, nothing happened. I'm alright mom, stop asking. No, I'm not lying, why would I lie? I'm great, just leave me alone. Fine. You want me to tell you the truth? Inside, everything's wrong, everything. You just don't know. Why? Because, you always say," How was your day?" You never ask, you say. I'm sick of it. Molly, what's wrong molly? Why don't you get a job Molly? Why are your grades so low Molly? Molly, why aren't you like your sister Molly? Molly, why are you being this way Molly? Why are you doing this Mo

Depending on the situation. I just never quite seem to say the right thing. Ive always been this type of person. Now, wether or not in good enough to decide between "Digging a grave" Or"Royally fucked over" is just what this storys not about. I reapeat. Not. atleast....i dont mean for it to be this way..... well.... you see.....im not verygood with keeping up with things i say....i dont have add, just.... a vary broad absent....Air head. Okay the things with me is....I always...dont say what i should. Or rather what im thinking, I always say.....the wrong, opposite thing of what i meant to come out of my mough of that which i was thinking of.