chiaki666

I live in this world as many people do,in a dream, however i slunber in a different consience. For some, it's as though they wander this earth not realizing their actions towards others are very real and long lasting. These people, have never truely awakened from sleeping with their eyes open and minds closed. However for me, in order to cope with unbearable expierences and memoires, in my life I made up an entire planet, including races and animals,plants, the geography and even a small drama which includes an enpending doom. Intresting enough, the people I meet in this world, appear in my other world as well, however they appear in diffener

he loves me back, I ve kidnapped him and I m holding his heart as for randsom.  He holds my hand and tells me everything is going to be ok.  Love is a living creature that lives inside all of, laying dormant, sleeping. It's different for every person, grows changes and is completely underscribable. It's impossible to train and makes sane people insane. So when did i love him? I don't know.... but he loves me back.

More pain and misery. Like a swift blow, Hammer to bullet; bullet penetrating flesh. This tender spre in my heart will cease to ach? To love another so yet, I found that we were faltering. Why? Life is merciless to the undesearving. Behind his smile was agony and torture, emotions that I created. I'm at a loss of words, and strangled by my own perplexities. "I'm sorry" The words echoed across a vacant room and escape from this world. I hate myself. No really, I do.He left  leaving behind broken fragments of my heart.  It's all my fault and I know it. Sucide is a shortcut, I have abandoned to take. But my body is punishing me I have forsaken s