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I would apologize, but that always seems to make it worse.
I wish...
I wish it could go back to how it was.
Why is this all going wrong?
You were honestly one of the best things that have happened to me.
Everything was so perfect
Before I messed it all up.
You used to treat me like I actually was your best friend
And you acted like you cared.
Now you look over me from exactly six inches taller
And pretend you didn't notice me.
Did I hurt you so badly that you avoid me now?
What did I do to diminish my own value so drastically in your eyes?
And look what I've done to myself:
I can hardly eat,
I can't sleep,
I space out for what seems like an eternity.
I can't concentrate,
I lay around on the couch and try to watch the least emotional movies possible on Netflix to keep my mind off of you.
I get frustrated with myself going over the many, many ways I could have avoided this.
I get irritable and I've started getting so fed up with myself.
I punch walls.
That's a new one for me...
I've never suffered like this before-
So deeply in my heart that I never forget it.
Everyone asks me why I look so sad.
Why?
I'm losing my best friend.
You'll never know the countless hours I've spent praying for you this week.
After you told me we couldn't really...
I don't know...
Talk outside of school,
Email,
Be close...
I go out on my bike because it calms me down when I overwhelm myself
And I start by saying,
"So, God... I know I've already prayed about this so many times, but..."
And I let all my feelings pour out in words, tears, and just pure emotion.
Russell says that prayers are seeds.
Well, I'm growing an entire jungle over here
While you look for information on the history of Washington
Or oxidation numbers
Or chasing the ball down in P.E.
I keep praying for you.
Not just that you would want to be my friend again,
But that God would show up to you in a big way.
I've had so many people pray with me for you.
So many people tend to ask what's wrong and if they can pray for something
When you start crying when they ask how you are.
I've got a whole prayer team standing behind you, Miracle.
My piano teacher, Tana, Grace, Maddie, Julius... My youth leader, my youth pastor, Rachel... And most of all, me.
It's amazing the amount of water a body can lose through crying.
I hope you never come across this
I don't want you to know the pain this is causing me.
I never ever want you to hurt because of my own pain.
If you need to grow away from me for your own good,
No matter what it costs me, I want you to be the very best you can.
And I know you will do amazing things because you already are.
Like I said, if that's what makes you happy, go for it.
No matter how cheesy it may sound,
I care about you more than any part of myself.
I need to get this out of me,
But I hope you never know what losing you like this is costing me.
You really are amazing, angel.
"There will be times you won't believe in much of anything
That's when you'll find the grace of God in just surrendering...
Don't lose your faith,
Don't turn away,
Everything that makes you who you are will not lead you astray.
When it gets cold,
Too dark to see,
Reach in your soul and find me there
I'll always be your constant angel.
In every prayer I am constantly there with you."
Keep doing the things of God and above all else,
Remember the love that God and so many others,
Me included,
Have for you.
-Smithie
I wish...
I wish it could go back to how it was.
Why is this all going wrong?
You were honestly one of the best things that have happened to me.
Everything was so perfect
Before I messed it all up.
You used to treat me like I actually was your best friend
And you acted like you cared.
Now you look over me from exactly six inches taller
And pretend you didn't notice me.
Did I hurt you so badly that you avoid me now?
What did I do to diminish my own value so drastically in your eyes?
And look what I've done to myself:
I can hardly eat,
I can't sleep,
I space out for what seems like an eternity.
I can't concentrate,
I lay around on the couch and try to watch the least emotional movies possible on Netflix to keep my mind off of you.
I get frustrated with myself going over the many, many ways I could have avoided this.
I get irritable and I've started getting so fed up with myself.
I punch walls.
That's a new one for me...
I've never suffered like this before-
So deeply in my heart that I never forget it.
Everyone asks me why I look so sad.
Why?
I'm losing my best friend.
You'll never know the countless hours I've spent praying for you this week.
After you told me we couldn't really...
I don't know...
Talk outside of school,
Email,
Be close...
I go out on my bike because it calms me down when I overwhelm myself
And I start by saying,
"So, God... I know I've already prayed about this so many times, but..."
And I let all my feelings pour out in words, tears, and just pure emotion.
Russell says that prayers are seeds.
Well, I'm growing an entire jungle over here
While you look for information on the history of Washington
Or oxidation numbers
Or chasing the ball down in P.E.
I keep praying for you.
Not just that you would want to be my friend again,
But that God would show up to you in a big way.
I've had so many people pray with me for you.
So many people tend to ask what's wrong and if they can pray for something
When you start crying when they ask how you are.
I've got a whole prayer team standing behind you, Miracle.
My piano teacher, Tana, Grace, Maddie, Julius... My youth leader, my youth pastor, Rachel... And most of all, me.
It's amazing the amount of water a body can lose through crying.
I hope you never come across this
I don't want you to know the pain this is causing me.
I never ever want you to hurt because of my own pain.
If you need to grow away from me for your own good,
No matter what it costs me, I want you to be the very best you can.
And I know you will do amazing things because you already are.
Like I said, if that's what makes you happy, go for it.
No matter how cheesy it may sound,
I care about you more than any part of myself.
I need to get this out of me,
But I hope you never know what losing you like this is costing me.
You really are amazing, angel.
"There will be times you won't believe in much of anything
That's when you'll find the grace of God in just surrendering...
Don't lose your faith,
Don't turn away,
Everything that makes you who you are will not lead you astray.
When it gets cold,
Too dark to see,
Reach in your soul and find me there
I'll always be your constant angel.
In every prayer I am constantly there with you."
Keep doing the things of God and above all else,
Remember the love that God and so many others,
Me included,
Have for you.
-Smithie
Me Venting So I Don't Scream
Yes, Mom, I AM suicidal.
Did you think it was going to fucking go away? Do you still think your fucking abusive ass behavior has nothing to do with it? I hope you don't realize that I think I
Hate
You.
I think I do. I can't breathe the same air, I can't look at you, you give me panic attacks wrapped up in words and vomit-soft velvet tones. I can't stand you. You set off the time bomb. If I'm a bomb trying to survive, you're the one punching in the detonate code. If I'm a gun trying to be good, you're the murderer.
What the hell am I supposed to do, but get away from you the only way I can? I need an out and I only have one that I'm oka
Well...
I don't really know what I'm doing with my life. I mean... I don't even know what I'm doing right now. I'm reading, I'm watching YouTube, and nothing is even interesting me. Is this a side effect of depression? I don't know. I keep trying to do things and now I have a bunch of half-finished things lying around: a novel, cleaning my room, writing some side stories, a ton of books. I purposely avoided a Christmas party today, I have to go out to dinner with my parents, and I have a therapist appointment today and I just don't want to go. I don't want to leave my room. I don't eat enough, I don't sleep enough, I don't exercise enough. I've been
NaNoWriMo
Okay, so... Yep, I'm journaling twice today.
NANOWRIMO IS THIS MONTH!!! NATIONAL NOVEL WRITING MONTH!!!
NOVEMBER!
Here's the thing(s).
1. I CANNOT write this thing by hand. 50,000 words by hand and counting that? Not happening. I've tried.
2. I can't use this computer just because I hate writing while I'm around my family and I'm currently sitting in the living room. Also my dad put a curfew on it, meaning this computer locks itself up at 10:00.
3. My mom agreed to get me a laptop just before November for programming in Robotics and I figured, "Hey! I can write on here and it will be great!" Yeah, well, she decided not to get it for me
Internet Restrictions
Aaaaaaaaaallllllllllrrrrrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhttttttttt
Well.
My father aka the scariest man on earth has blocked some websites on my computer. Luckily, I can still get on DA here, but... He basically just went to my history, looked at the websites I visit the most and locked them. Sooooo.... I can't get to my DA messages. I can't go on Quotev.com (MY READING WEBSITE NOOOOOOOOOOOOO) ;A; >n< and I can't get tO YOUTUBE, GUYS. I CAN'T GET TO YOUTUBE.
Let me help you understand something here. These three websites save my life. All. The. Time.
I feel terrible and I'm crying because I can't focus on my homework? Devi
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