

Through a WindowMy name is Catherine ---- --------, which is too long to write on a Scantron. I was born yellow, and I'm the youngest, oldest, and middle child. Most people tell me I have a pretty twisted view of life, to put it in a nice way. I lead a twisted life, in a way; everything twists and turns and continues in a confusing and sometimes quite turmoiling pattern. I live in a pretty solid, nonporous box where I'm married to my biggest fears (including my extensive list of phobias) and roommates with my harshest criticisms. I think the best way to reflect upon my extremely short life is through a pThrough a Window


Girl, Remembered: IntroductionI am a liar. The biggest liar there ever was, maybe. Everyone is a liar. But I am especially a liar. Let me tell you a little bit about me. The real me. What Ive been through. Im not going to be a liar. I may not tell the whole truth. This is to protect myself and you, as well. You cannot hear all of the things. I cannot tell all of the things. You will know by the end of this boGirl, Remembered: Introduction


Against the CurrentIt's so hard. It's harder than swimming against the current. It's like... I don't know whether I have permission to be a little upset or not. I mean, I've never been raped. That's pretty much the only thing I can say, and that's why I guard it with my life. But does anything besides that even matter? I mean... it's just so hard. Nobody understands, or so it seems. It seems more like nobody even WANTS to understand, to even TRY. And if they did, I'd choke up before the words came out.Against the Current
One day. One day? I want revenge. But it just takes too much energy. What even happened? It's blurry. Then I sit in my bed and it become


Masquerade...A smile, a laugh, a friendly word "She's always happy, never hurt" They see my smile but not the lies No pain inside, just my disguise They see no scars, they see no tears Don't see me bleeding for my fears Just hide the knife, put on a smile Just keep prentending, bleed insideMasquerade...


Black HeartYou and your filthy black heart, Nothing but a lust-tainted sweetheart.Black Heart
Every finger tip touch burns, And my forgotten heart yearns.
I can't take this desire glazed romance, This curse your black heart grants.


Revisions RealizedHave you ever realized the healing power that music has the sweet sincerity it fills you with the magic it containsRevisions Realized
even if you don't know the words you're still gonna sing along
My father once had a dream catcher hanging in his room it always filled me with wonder just gazing upon it I don't recall much about their origins, I guess I'll look it up someday
If you're not here to tell me what my dreams mean then what're you here for then well eddie, we're here to discuss your dreams and come to conclusions as to why it is you can even have them in the first place it might lead
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A.B.J.K.
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I don't think I could ever stab someone... because I'm already really bad at Capri Sun
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I don't think I could ever stab someone... because I'm already really bad at Capri Sun
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I don't think I could ever stab someone... because I'm already really bad at Capri Sun
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Forgive and forget
but keep a list of the names.
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I don't think I could ever stab someone... because I'm already really bad at Capri Sun
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I don't think I could ever stab someone... because I'm already really bad at Capri Sun
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I don't think I could ever stab someone... because I'm already really bad at Capri Sun
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They say I should not write this way
writing till the break of day
but I care not what they say
for they are why I am this way
Jody + Sabrina =
I am an admin for the *Self-InjuryClub
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A.B.J.K.
hey
good evening =]
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RWOAR
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