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Princess
Gwendolyn黒崎
17
Her idiosyncrasy is an absolute copyright.
I'm a trashy teenager whom plays guitar,is into cosplay,loves trekking,a self claim author cum science geek and a drama princess.Arent I awesome? XD
The talk of the town
*Guitar
*Music is my intervention
*Romance books
*Travelling
*Having fun
*Intoxicated in her reverie
*Idyllic-ness
*Peaceful tranquil days
*Delirious
*Mates
*Pokemon!(you got a prob with it?)
*Doraemon
*Tons of other random cartoon.
Wish me a miracle
I don't give shit to what spammers think XD
The indelible words
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 Friday, April 06, 2007  @ 11:26 PM It the the worst night of my life,feel so....suicidal...i myself know,that the pressure don't all come from them,mostly are from me myself,cause i place too much of expectations on myself.i always chided myself,'why did you lose to her?' 'how can u let yourself suffer like this?' 'You are such a loser' 'Letting somone hurt you like this,you might as well die' 'What makes you think he treats you like a best friend?he says it but he never shows it,he's just saying it to place a fake title in your life so you couldn't be more pathetic' but one of the most painful one was 'you wanna be happy and now you'r such a attention seeker,being sad infront of everyone' true that i told myself i wanna be the jocund girl i was again,but i still have emotions,and its not that i wanted attention,i need consolation no doubt but never attention,that voice just never let me off.That voice is giving me so much pressure,i think my brain is going to split soon.its now 8.30,i woke up half an hour ago,after a dream woke me up,after that i'm afraid to sleep,i'm afraid i will be lost in the sweetness of my reverie,and these reverie always give a spark of hope in my heart,well i don't need it...no...not anymore...Slowly,my anguish consumes all my lifei can only feel acrinomious and depress,and my world seem to be like a carousel,but only,its revolving around something i call Darkness and sombre,if only this carousel and be like time,slowly turn backwards into the pastAll you see is a facade,a masquarade,just not to evince my emotions.Secretly i prayed,that someone will stop this carousel,and set me free,deliver me from my pain.Let me sing of my sorrows ad infinitumand let my un'pure blood wash away,wash away my depression
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Friday, April 06, 2007 @ 11:26 PM It the the worst night of my life,feel so....suicidal...i myself know,that the pressure don't all come from them,mostly are from me myself,cause i place too much of expectations on myself.i always chided myself,'why did you lose to her?' 'how can u let yourself suffer like this?' 'You are such a loser' 'Letting somone hurt you like this,you might as well die' 'What makes you think he treats you like a best friend?he says it but he never shows it,he's just saying it to place a fake title in your life so you couldn't be more pathetic' but one of the most painful one was 'you wanna be happy and now you'r such a attention seeker,being sad infront of everyone' true that i told myself i wanna be the jocund girl i was again,but i still have emotions,and its not that i wanted attention,i need consolation no doubt but never attention,that voice just never let me off.That voice is giving me so much pressure,i think my brain is going to split soon.its now 8.30,i woke up half an hour ago,after a dream woke me up,after that i'm afraid to sleep,i'm afraid i will be lost in the sweetness of my reverie,and these reverie always give a spark of hope in my heart,well i don't need it...no...not anymore...Slowly,my anguish consumes all my lifei can only feel acrinomious and depress,and my world seem to be like a carousel,but only,its revolving around something i call Darkness and sombre,if only this carousel and be like time,slowly turn backwards into the pastAll you see is a facade,a masquarade,just not to evince my emotions.Secretly i prayed,that someone will stop this carousel,and set me free,deliver me from my pain.Let me sing of my sorrows ad infinitumand let my un'pure blood wash away,wash away my depression
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no more labels...no more nothing...is this my neme...
Amanda
