Heart ChamberCorrupted heartbeatsHeart Chamber by HMthewriter
Life never gave me anything,
I have no greater overview or understanding
Maybe it is something I can achieve one day
But right now; all I have is this nagging feeling of emptiness
Life is like a growing abyss
I can't remember when or how,
Maybe it was like waking up like any other day
But right now; all I can feel is this edge of sorrow
I'm no wallflower and no dreamer
The stories behind me aren't mine to tell
Is it possible to be a background character on your life?
Sometimes I doubt that this life is mine to live
I have things,
A few good friends
A doubtful talent
I'm not extraordinary or fascinating
The life I live is almost painfully mundane
Is it possible that life is just a dull task given by birth?
Sometimes I wonder if I exist at all
Life can be compared to a mousetrap
I could say my life was tragic
Maybe I'm just too pathetic to appreciate it
But right now; I want to feel like I have a right to exist
Life became indifference to me
I never noticed
'I think more than I talk' Direct quote of J.A.C.
Hey, I'M actually NOT Julie, but we did a mix-up and I did her ID, while she did mine
Panda is my friend, she is awesome and beautiful, with a creative mind and a stubbornness to pursue what she wants [most of the time], while, at other times, she needs a little push...
I do the pushing... But in a very sensible manner that isn't bad or too insistant.. I hope xD
I think you should try to get a look inside her head, and read her novel Leave The Lights On, you can find it here in dA, on Wattpad aaaaaand.. I dunno where else xD
I order you to check it out... Pretty please?:3
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Nanowrimo/camp nanowrimo: J.A.C.
... [Suicide is like the ultimate: "Fuck you"]
Credit for quote and picture: lovesome390.deviantart.com/