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No veiwers

 Hello guys ๐Ÿ‘‹, if u are reading this ...wow because no one seems to use blogger and it seems noone is veiwing or should i say reading what i write. its really sad i had soo much hope of creating an audience but yea...disappointment ๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿฅบ. Idon't know what to say nor who I might be saying it to but yea I'm about to tell you a little bit about me. High School Emotions  When I was a child, I barely socialized. I kept away from people; I tried to build a barrier. I did this because I thought the outside world was not safe, and if you weren’t careful, bad things would happen.  I learned that friendship wasn’t something you simply agree on with someone; it was something that happened, something that was felt by both sides. It was like an understanding that only exists between the two people. Not only that, but I also learned that friendships come in different shapes and sizes. It can be between the most beautiful and the ugliest people, as long as they feel a connection. Okay, ...

I don’t know what I feel

Emotion, you identify it because It grips the heart and tugs My emotions are under the rug Life is bittersweet Some moments you are happy, others you are sad For a whole different reason All I feel is emptiness Not pain or joy, not defeat or Misery, not temptation or anger Numb, my feelings have gone on halt Somehow, it’s not my fault When a girl sees her crush, her heart jolts Mine is silent, shy, and rubbed with salt “It doesn’t make sense,” I say to myself It’s like I put my heart on the shelf My mind is stagnant — “brain-dead” Theoretically I have a cold heart — “stone heart” Metaphorically This is not a good poem But that’s what I call ‘em I don’t really know them I wish I could show them I’m incomplete Next to an empty seat My heart doesn’t beat I don’t feel the heat I feel cold all the way to my feet “She is happy and always smiles,” they say But behind the biggest smile Is the biggest ache It hurts, but the more the pain The bigger the smile “She is ant...

FORBBIDEN LOVE

  You can’t force things you know that aren’t meant to be, bounded and confounded, blinded by the love you no longer see Hurt is a lesson but doing your utter best to make it will make it worsen I don’t hate him you should know I just have difficulty trying to keep my love on a low He looks at me in a way I perceive may hide an aching heart of want and sheer love that needs a powerful shove But I look above trying to see if it’s the way    Perceiving a future where I feel I can do as I may, one where we both get our way It’s not easy to say, you don’t choose who you love or how and what kind of thing it becomes when you walk away But all I want is to make him stay I want us to have a lasting day yes, where both of us get our way   This never-ending fight, I know it’s not right But I don’t want to lose sight … Of what I feel   For him, for me, for everyone I see Love inbound, buried underground, never truly to be found But out of...

high school life be like ...

High school life Ok this right here you are about to read is my totally honest and heart felt truth about my high school life or at least how I view it. Hight school life is not at all how I thought it would be, believe it or not I always thought it be like the movies but... yeah, it's not that simple. First I want to say, you know that feeling that you have right before you do something, something you really think you need to do, but then when the moment comes your legs get all rubbery and you probably forgot exactly what you were going to do and the reason you are really there, well that's exactly how I feel right as I am writing this. You want to know why? It's because some unknown person who has lost something very precious of mine does not want to look for it and my inside are boiling because I... Well let's just say that no matter what I don't think that anyone really gets what they are looking for.   yea I can't finish right now but uuuuuf what I feel is ...

What I can’t feel

  Stop telling me he was never here Stop telling me I’ve been living a lie                                                             I thought no one could severe the tie Looks like this boat has also passed me by   I cant help it I’m angry At him and everyone else who’s wronged me Till when will they not see   I’ve already cried I’ve already tried Maybe It’s not fair They doo say life is unfair   Stop looking into my eyes I can’t see all your lies It seems you are a fake Well, my mistake   He likes her, I know But for some reason I don’t want to let go He has already walked away My life has been a staged play   Don’t ...

The creeper in the depths of my mind

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  Hey! Hey! Everyone its Gracie! Today we are talking about the blind sighted freak that lurks in the depths of our minds to this day. This is what we call Mental illness. It is the kind of condition that affects the acts of one and their thoughts in a way only they are in the dark about what is really going on. They at times do not realize it and require medical intervention. Symptoms can range from confusion, guilt, social withdrawal and other. It's more than a monster shoved between the trenches, it is also one that rises overhead and continues to tantalize the unknowing. Types of mental illnesses include Schizophrenia, bipolar dis order, anxiety disorder and more.   Those suffering from it can see therapists, confide in family and friends, practice stress management techniques, they can also educate themselves about what exactly they go through and how to deal with it. They are unique with a tinge of individuality. See u later!!! ❤️And follow!!!๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ˜

The creeper in my mind is not the one in yours

 The creeper in the depths of my mind Mental illness Hello!! and welcome to my blog. This time I am focusing on blind sighted freak that creeps into minds to disembogue their way of logic and tantalize people's way of thinking. Mental health is worth the investment and most crucial part of oneself. The nurturing of the mind is the way to the nurturing of life. Sure, I never really experienced what it feels like to be mentally ill but, I can imagine to some extent that the feeling of being treated in that manner must be gut-wrenching. A kind of feeling that would want to make me feel as though I would be swallowed by the ground. The people who suffer from these conditions need our support as some can almost not control their what exactly they feel, their actions are affected, their way of thinking and other things I can only bare to imagine.  I am not trying to victimize those who suffer from it but I am simply trying to raise as much awareness as I possibly can. They were neve...