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  1. I am now in highschool, well I have been in high school for 2 terms now? Something like that. Anyway, back in Year 7 primary school, I had a real real good friend that was a girl and we used to hang out alot and everything and through the year we even held hands but nothing more (maybe a hug), anyway at the end of the year we got into a huge fight because she didnt allow me to talk or play with anyone else... Now that I am in high school, I know of some people that like me and one person that has asked me out - One problem. After the whole year 7 drama between me and this girl (we didnt even get very far), I am too nervous to accept a date or anything. It seems like after that big set back with the girl in primary school that I dont accept any dates or talk to anyone that 'likes' me. How do I overcome it? I get too nervous and some people I know think its weird that I dont talk to the girls that like me or want to go out. What do I do to overcome it? Should I wait it out or what? Because now I just dont like putting up with the whole 'Why dont you go out with her' stuff and I am too nervous after last year and to think last year wasnt that big of a deal because we never went into kissing or whatever. Do you guys know what I should do? Thanks again, appreciated loads...
  2. Sis you did another great poem! It says alot! Its real deep plus its awesome! =) Well done!!
  3. Thanks guys. Deeply - I'm not too sure whether there was an exact story behind it. But I guess it tells a story of a person who is followed everywhere, who feels like he's all alone and so on. Its through the eyes of a lonely person I guess.
  4. Like a rag doll Pull me up, rattle me 'round Chuck me away, I'll hit the ground Now wipe my blood through your hair Show small signs that you dont care Yeah, punch me left, punch me right And kick me 'till I cant see light, light Rap me 'round some knives once more And dump me 'gainst devils door, door Like a rag doll I, I fall to the mud again, again Like a rag doll, throw me 'til I descend You shoot me once, 'n shoot me twice Gamble me 'round like I'm .L.A. dice Yeah, Now I'm torn and now ripped 'N now I'm in blood; dripped, dripped Cause I cant see out of these eyes 'N now theyre lying near your lies, lies Why oh why? Because I'm like a rag doll I've no heart to breathe; No place to be I have no mouth to talk, no eyes to see Because I'm like a rag doll Like a rag doll
  5. Okay thanks guys. So basically just talk to those who talked to me and soon enough I'll be friends. I'm sure some other people are feeling exactly alike me. So I'll try.
  6. Hey guys! I just went to my new highschool, it was great - The only thing is I dont know anybody there, most people knew like twenty people beforehand plus they had alot of friends coming from the same school. Our primary school only bought in about ten people to the new place and its spooky because I dont know anyone and the majority of people there do. How can I become friends with people? People have spoken to me and I've chatted but I dont know how to 'be friends' with them. Any suggestions? Thanks!
  7. Grey skies above, blue tears below Dreams lay drifting, but you wouldnt know Because youve never slaved for Hells ruler Youve never faced anything, anymore crueler I lay awake at night hoping for peace My hopes never, ever seem to increase And my tears run crimson, once more The drops lay waste against hells door [Chorus] And still, my hands bleed red And still those scars engrave my own head My feet barely hold me, theyre bruised My mind lays shattered and very abused [End Chorus] Thunder shatters once more Leaving me to take cover near Hells core - I'm missing my luck, I'm missing my chance I'm missing strength, with no time to advance On The Judgement
  8. You wont be sent to hell - Youre a nice person, youre posts show that. Parents and family may say they 'hate' you but there is no explanation to back that up. Theres no proof they do. They could just be saying that. My mum even said to me, shes sorry if she acts like she hates me, she doesnt though. Basically, they may say that but deep down I am sure they love you more then anything. Give yourself some time, some space. Meet some new friends, write a book, a poem, draw, sing a song - Anything that gets your mind off of this depression, I am sure things will heal. I'm positive.
  9. Oh no QT, I am so sorry to hear things arent working out for you, but I urge you to reconsider. Youre still very young, you have years left ahead of you, who knows what you'll accomplish through out your life time. You can be so, so much - An artist, a writer, an author, put your mind to it and you can accomplish it. Anyway, just because you have diabetes doesnt make you any worse at anything. Youre a great person, I sense it by your post. You must have alot of talent as well! But I urge you to reconsider, please. I was in your spot months ago, now I am alot better, things do get better - One has to realise that life isnt always for the bad. We were put down on this planet ofr a reason. Perhaps you just dont know what that reason is yet. You will, you will - You just need to hang in there, keep smiling and hold your chin up. Please pm me if you would like to. I unfortunately cant offer much advice but I will gladly listen to you, talk to you and try and help you. One last thing... Time will heal depression, but you will only realise that if you hang in there and live for that time, in that time.
  10. Well this song took me only a couple of minutes so its not great yet but its worth putting it up anyway lol. Its called Never Thought Possible. Wind blew through her hair Turning her cascades a flare 'N her blue eyes drew tears From onwards, love appears Twas never thought possible That she'd smile so bright Like the dawn of - starlight Twas not thought possible That she'd call my name To my modest acclaim It was never thought possible That she'd heal my heart When it just fell apart Not even possible... That she'd hold my hand When I could not stand ...It was Never thought Never, ever thought Never thought Never, ever thought Possible!
  11. Thanks for responding guys. Its appreciated loads. I am twelve, yep, young I know. I have a few people I will consider talking to now. Thanks again!
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