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PRETTY WORDS FOR BEAUTIFUL PEOPLEIt all starts with the thought "I dont wanna be who I am anymore." and you decide to change but no matter how you try you just can't be the person you want to so you try harder and still your the same so you take drastic measures then one day you look in the mirror and realize "This isn't me this ist who i wanted to be." so you just become youself again and this time your content and thats what I believe makes a person beatuiful their ability to be true to themselves no matter the obsticle or person that may tell them "Its not okay to be you." it is, who you are is the only thing that matters you may lose youurself at times but you can find yourself in new ways just look you'll be right where you left yourself waiting. so if you ever get the feeling "Ihis isnt me." or "I dont want to be who I am." just remember theres only one you and if nobody like it screw them someone out there will think your beatiful you just have to show them that this is you and that that single part will
Zero Zero the end (READ DESCRIPTION)Through that year KC was the only thing keeping me sane before I used to dream of seeing the sun and being free. It made me strive for something and occupy my mind but now he was the sun in that way I guess he kept my mind off the horrible things happening to me. He told me stories of his life before this like how his name changed from Andrew (Charles David) to KC because he drew himself as a carrot killing dracs drawn as cabbages and someone saw it and started calling him Killer Carrot and it just caught on. He loved telling me more than anything else about being a killjoy and how they fought against Bli and he always talked about the Fabulous Killjoys he talked about them and their adventures. Only once did he ever tell me how he got here he was on a rescue mission with the Fabulous Killjoys to save his little sister and was captured and forced to watch as the others died the person they were rescuing made it out though and that’s all that mattered to him. He thinks
Saving the Black Parade 20“Sister, what’s happening to Samantha?” Gerard asked.
I forced my eyes open, and saw that Adrian had returned with Sister. She was looking down at me, but not a single trace of worry or fear was on her features. That’s not what had concerned me though.
Gee had just called me by my full name. None of them have ever said my full name, it’s always just been ‘Sam’ never ‘Samantha’. There was only one reason why he would call me that, and it wasn’t very comforting.
“What’s wrong?” The question was directed to me. I saw Gee open his mouth to answer for me though.
Mustering whatever last bits of strength I had left I beat him to it. “I have a really bad migraine, and I just want to sleep.” I answered in a very weak voice. I hoped that would be enough for her to be able to help me.
“Oh God,” I barely heard Adrian mumble. “Is she going to die?” She just voiced my fear, and I’m
Zero Zero 9A few weeks later we were both assigned to another project a simple surgery of an artificial heart supposed to be bulletproof (you see if they could make one organ bulletproof they could make them all that way and they didn’t want to waste time). Once it was in and we’d recovered from the surgery they tested it by chaining us up and shooting at our hearts. Getting shot is one of the worst things ever and the worst part was some of the hearts failed and they would put us on life support until they could put in a new slightly tweaked one. This went on until one worked and all we received when we were shot were extremely deep flesh wounds so it was a success and in the end and luckily neither of us died.
a hospital bird with soot in her lungsshe slept through a car crash
that almost killed her,
through whitewhite walls
where her lover dies
nobody thought she'd make it
but she woke up a few months later
with flowers in her hair
and ash in her airway
trying to remember how to start all over
but forgetting to remember how to live.
fall slipped from her open eyes
and winter crawled in for a long hibernation
to her the clouds looked sick
and pale like they might
let everything inside them out,
but she opened up wide instead,
spilling blood where there was none to be spilled.
her heart slipped down the street
and with unsteady hands
she stitched in a bird and cut off its wings.
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