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Loriana

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  1. I almost never use personal photos on social media apps . It really solves the whole problem.

     

    It's not a dating site, but I like to put my picture up because I like how I look, but with all of the negative comments it doesn't seem worth all the heartache so maybe I will not use personal pictures anymore.

  2. Geez, what app is this? That's terrible.

    You can report those who are making comments that are unnecessary and mean. You can also rise above it and realize that some people are just mean spirited and have nothing better to do than to knock others down. It says more about who they are, than it does about who you are.

     

    It's an app called Wakie, you can post topics and call people on there. Yeah I do realise that, it just doesn't hurt any less, you know what I mean?

  3. I've had this social media app installed on my phone for a while now and I like to use the app when I'm not doing much. Now I've been on apps, sites and the internet in general now for a long time so I know all about trolls. I haven't had that much experience with trolls fortunately and when I have I usually don't care about their opinion because they are strangers on the internet. But, lately I've been having an influx of mean comments about my appearance and it's all been from guys. I've had "you're fat" quite a few times. I've even had intrusive comments about my face like "Why do you look so serious?" "You have some weird pics you always look sad". I guess my resting face looks sad/serious to some, but I'm not neither of those things that's just my face! I've also had really degrading comments where I've been called a "" or a "" because in my pic I was wearing an off the shoulder top that showed a tiny bit of cleavage. One comment even said "Don't post full body shots you have nothing to show".

     

    The good outweighs the bad though because I mostly receive positive comments, but it's the few negative ones that stick with me. I'm trying really hard to not let it get to me, but it's difficult when I feel constantly attacked because of how I look. It's just making me feel really awful, people are really mean online. I don't want to stop using the app because of a few haters, but I also don't want to feel critiqued and ripped apart.

  4. When I sing it in my head, some of the words in your lyrics don't fit exactly with the tune if that makes sense? But other than that your lyrics brought a tear to my eye -very beautiful, and relateable !

     

    Do you write like this in your spare time at all? For a job ? You're very talented

     

    I like your glasses btw -very retro!

     

    Yes that does make sense because it doesn't fit exactly the tune in my head either, but thank you so much for the sweet comment! Yes I love to write in my spare time. And thank you, I don't actually wear glasses, it's a snapchat filter, but I felt like the glasses made me look more intelligent ha!

  5. Hey guys,

     

    been ages since I posted something here, but today I felt inspired to re-write the song lyrics to Vanessa Carlton's A Thousand Miles. I just need to express how I'm feeling and music/writing is the only way I know how. Hope you like it I guess lol.

     

     

    Riding the bus through town

    Driving fast

    Cars pass

    And I'm homebound

     

    Staring out of the window just making my way

    Making a way through life's ups and downs

     

    And I need something new

    I don't know what to do

    And now I wonder

    If I met you again on the street

    And let you talk to me

    Would my life start to become sweet

    Would we shine as bright as the stars in the sky?

    Cause I know I would walk a thousand miles if I could just see you tonight

     

    It's always times like these when I feel most alone

    Staring at the blank screen on my phone

     

    Cause I know this isn't who I want to be

    A girl of the past

    Only alive in your memory

     

    And I need something new

    I don't know what to do

    And now I wonder

    If I met you again on the street

    And let you talk to me

    Would my life start to become sweet

    Would we shine as bright as the stars in the sky?

    Cause I know I would walk a thousand miles if I could just see you tonight

     

    And I, I want a new life I

    I don't want to be a nobody I

    I want to be a somebody

    I do

     

    Riding the bus through town

    Driving fast

    Cars pass

    And I'm homebound

     

    Staring out of the window just making my way

    Making a way through life's ups and downs

     

    And I stillneed something new

    I stilldon't know what to do

    And now I wonder

    If I met you again on the street

    And let you talk to me

    Would my life start to become sweet

    Would we shine as bright as the stars in the sky?

    Cause I know I would walk a thousand miles if I could be there with you, right here, right now

     

    And I need something new

    I don't know what to do

    And now I wonder

    If I met you again on the street

    And let you talk to me

    Would my life start to become sweet

    Would we shine as bright as the stars in the sky?

    Cause I know I would walk a thousand miles if I could just see you tonight

  6. I feel like I’m doing time for a crime that I did not commit

    You know, going through emotional conflict

    I feel like I’m going round in circles forever reaching roads that lead to nowhere

    I feel so lost, I need help but when I call out no one is there

     

    So I carry on alone

    Because that is all I know

    I put on a front so my feelings don’t show

     

    I don’t want to be just another person that settles for less

    I’m not certain of anything so I always hold hope close to my chest

    Mama says I need that 9 to 5 to survive

    But what’s the point if it doesn’t bring happiness to my life?

     

    When I fall into a permanent sleep and I can see beyond this haze

    I don’t want to have wasted the beats of my heart wishing for something better every day

     

    I know I was not born to feel this much sorrow

    Maybe I will be better tomorrow

  7. "But we got a lot of people wondering around town really confused"

     

    So true, and sad how relatable this could be to so many people. I guess in the end we're all human, feeling and going through the same thing in our own ways.

     

    Great poem! Keep on Expressing yourself girl! 🙌🏻

     

    Thank you so much! Glad you liked it!

     

    That's why I liked your poem that you posted because the story was very similar to what I've been through before.

  8. When they’re not asking for riskay pictures like you’re playgirl 101

    They will promise you the world when all they really want is fun

    If they’re not sweet talking then they want to get to know you in their fast cars

    They will say “Hey baby lets go for a drive”

    But we all know a drive is a code name and other lies

     

    In this day and age it’s more comfortable to swap bodily fluids

    Then get to know each other over coffee and maybe later become exclusive

    How in the world does that make sense?

    Call me old fashioned but I just can’t seem to comprehend

     

    In this world it’s fine to forget about the relationship and sleep together because it’s easy to do

    But we got a lot of people wondering around town really confused

    I’m not sorry for not wanting that to be me

    I won’t commit just my body to somebody

    So stop trying to put it on me because that’s not the girl I want to be

  9. I also love writing too, I use a site called Wattpad where you can post your own stories.

     

    Also fanfiction.net is a good site too especially if you're having trouble coming up with your own idea for a story, sometimes it's fun and easier to base your story on another well known story. You can keep the characters and other details the same, but change the plot line.

     

    I know there is also a Writers Magazine that you can buy that has lots of great tips on how you can get into writing.

     

    Good luck!

  10. Hey guys,

     

    Haven't wrote a poem in such a long time, but I felt inspired today so I wrote one. It's about having a good guy by your side, but never forgetting about the one that got away and how you got caught up in his game (Didn't mean for that to rhyme lol). Hope you guys enjoy

     

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    I have a good guy by my side

    Sweet and kind with his beautiful blue eyes

    I never have to question his intentions, I never have to ask why

    He wants me to have his baby’s, he wants to make me his wife

     

    He will never hurt me, he will never break my heart

    So why am I still thinking about the one that ripped it apart?...

     

    His deep brown eyes came walking straight into my life

    I knew he was the bad guy kind

    The type with the black leather jacket and a cigarette hanging between his lips

    I never wanted anything more than when I wanted him

     

    He took me to highs I never thought possible it was as if I could fly

    I watched the sparks explode like fireworks through the night sky

    We had only just begun but the ending was nigh

    Then he was gone and I never knew why

     

    A few months later he came back around

    This time with a girl on his arm that he was showing off round town

    It was as if he had forgotten I existed I never knew such pain

    But I guess that's how he played the game

     

    I was going crazy losing my mind like no one would ever understand

    The nights when she wasn't with him he was my man

    But he had my heart and he was torturing it in the palm of his hand

     

    I realized I could be a permanent solution to a temporary issue

    I told him I can't do this anymore so please choose

    I was hoping he would wake up and tell me "Baby, it has always been you"

    But that beautiful boy couldn't quite decide

    And now I know why...

  11. "Dead Reckoning", last in the Sookie Stackhouse series.

     

    I love the Sookie Stackhouse series I'm nearly finished "Dead and gone" then I'll just have "Dead in the family" and "Dead reckoning" to read then I'm going to start reading The Vampire Diaries series by LJ Smith

  12. I have observed what goes on outside the french window so many times with more curiosity than just plain noseiness. Today the sky is bright blue and there is hardly a cloud in sight. The large trees that surround the street stand tall with thick chocolate brown trunks and long branches some thich and others thin. The wind sways the bright green summertime leaves back and fourth. So many different coloured flowers that only bloom in summer, colours of white, yellow, raspberry pinks and lilacs surround front gardens, some you can see planted in the soil others you can see peeking out of bushes twinkling like gem stones.

     

    I don't suppose many people would be that interested in writing about what they see every day, most people get up at seven in the morning maybe sip coffee whilst they get ready to rush of to their nine to five lives, most people care about the more practical, logical things like making sure the tank in the car is full with petrol, others rush so they don't miss their buses or trains. There are very few that see things that are hidden, undiscovered and those things, the unseen things are the most beautiful of all.

     

    You would think I would be outside the window inhaling the fresh air and enjoying the way the sun feels on my skin. You would think I would have a daily routine like most people do. You see all of us have options I could choose to go about every day life I could travel in the rush hour if I wanted to, I could do what I should be doing but I choose not to. You want to know why?, because if I choose to step outside I have to ask myself a question.

     

    Who am I really when I step outside into the world?, If I could go back in time and observe me from outside the window I'd say I don't make eye contact with anyone just the floor, my body language is uncomfortable and the way I'm walking means I just want to get today over with and fast. I stay hidden in a crowd and on a one on one basis.

     

    When I'm out there I wear a mask and a imaginary shield protects me from everyone and everything, I don't feel anything apart from the breeze in my hair and the sun on my skin. I could say who I am isn't who I'm meant to be, but maybe it is. Maybe the parts that I hate so much about myself like being socially awkward, maybe I am just meant to be that way. Maybe I wasn't born to fit in, maybe I was born to be the observer, the writer.

     

    Most days I see the same three men walk past my house. The first man always walks past my house in the morning sometimes at nine sometimes at ten. He is tall and slender and looks in his thirites. No matter what the weather he always wears a long leather coat that flys out at the back when he walks, it kind of looks like a cloak. His black hair is always slicked back in that old fashioned way and his skin is so white and flawless and he always carries the same intense look on his face. He feels like an outcast, like he doesn't belong I can sense it from him. I don't see him as what other people might label him as, I look at him and I see hes just misunderstood with an old fashioned charm about him.

     

    The second man walks past my house in the afternoon and he is young, in his twenties and he is lovely looking. He either wears a gray or a baby blue jump suit and I know he's a mechanic. He is a average size with blonde short hair and blue eyes, he always looks thoughful whilst he smokes his cigarette, I always feel like smokers smoke for a reason and that reason isn't to look cool. The last man that walks past my house is also tall his skin is a light olive tone and his face has so much bone structure to it he wears glasses and a hat with a dull green coloured coat and a dull colour gray rucksack, I can't sense as much from him as I can sense from the other two but I can tell he's not like most people.

     

    Whenever I see these three men walk by I feel a kind of connection to them and I feel like maybe they feel alone like I do. Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to open the door and walk up to each of them and tell them that I see them walk past my house every day and that I can sense their emotions, but that would be just weird. The truth is I don't know anything about them and I never will. We will never know absoloutly everything about everyone, we think we do but we don't. That's the mystery, the beautiful thing that is unseen.

  13. Hey guys,

    I wrote this poem just now and its called Nothing I Can Do Or Say, It's something i'm going through at the moment and how the feeling of helplesness comes around when you're watching a relationship fade and knowing that you don't want to lose that person but in the end you know you're going to. I'm not really good with explaining stuff so i just put it into a poem, hope you guys like it.

     

     

    Maybe it’s a sign if the rain is falling,

    That the end of ‘us’ is approaching,

    You promised me that would never happen,

    Then why do I feel it creeping through my veins?

    You’re reassuring me with lies I can’t pretend I’m ok

     

    I try to shake it off like you mean nothing at all,

    I can’t deny that I miss your phone calls,

    I feel you slipping away,

    But there is nothing I can do or say,

     

    I need to cry a waterfall but no tears will fall from my eyes,

    You said that I’d never lose you you’d always be here by my side,

    But where are you now when I need to talk to you on the phone?

    You’re in some place else while I’m left feeling so alone

     

    I try to shake it off like you mean nothing at all,

    I can’t deny that I miss your phone calls,

    I feel you slipping away,

    But there is nothing I can do or say,

     

    I thought we could make it through the summer,

    Finally say that we love one another,

    But now I don’t know if I am sure of anything anymore,

    I can’t rely on words cos they mean nothing if I’m not yours

     

    I try to shake it off like you mean nothing at all,

    I can’t deny that I miss your phone calls,

    I feel you slipping away,

    But there is nothing I can do or say,

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