ok, i'm deprived of writing so i'm just ganna spill my guts out.
she stared at the computer blankly. her mouth could form no words and her mind was over flowing with emotions that were supposed to laid dormant. She had no idea what to think or feel. She felt over c**, crowded, as if her mind was no longer her own. "Are you ok?" her friend messenged. no she wasn't ok. why on earth would she be alright? her world was broken. "no." she typed back. she was shaking and on the brink of crying. She decided time to herself was needed. "I gtg. bye." she quickly logged off her file and got as fare away from the computer as possible. as she tried to keep her emotions under control she could not avoid her dad in the kitchen. "you alright," he asked seeing the distress in her face. "ya i'm fine," she lied with a smile. "hay dad can i go on a walk with molly?" "sure," he answered unsure. she wasn't looking at his face so she couldn't see his expression. She grabbed some shoes, got the dog's leash, and left the house with out a word. she let her emotions, and the dog, drag her to the all to familiar trail. she couldn't feel the gentile breeze or the hot sun on her face. she was in her head trapped in her dark thoughts. one thought in particular kept echoing above everything else. "dose he really care?"
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