All my life I've been walking on a straight path until I took an unexpected turn heading towards a cliff. Instead of turning back to the dim light I continued to walk towards the edge of the cliff. The pain and guilt was directing me to this path. I was too weak to fight back - no matter how hard I tried. Falling into darkness was the easier option, so I did. The hurt was drowning me alive while the guilt was tearing away at my heart, and yet I didn't stop. I continued to go forward as everything got worse. When I had reached my limit, I put one foot off the edge of the cliff. But I couldn't do it - I couldn't let myself fall. One of my worst fears is to fall. As I moved my foot to bring it back onto the cliff, a black-shadow like figure pushed me down and I lost balance - I fell. But yet again, I wasn't ready to give up. With the last bit of hope that there was someone out there who loves me and someone who can save me, I held onto the edge. But even with all my determination, I could feel myself losing grip. As I tried to pulled myself up with all the chains of sin holding me down, the shadow of evil jumped down onto my leg. I could feel them trying to push me down while gripping their sharp, dirty claws into my skin. As warm liquid was running down my leg I got weaker and weaker. That's when I knew there was no turning back now, so I let go.
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Emo/Hormonal Paragraphs
RandomA bunch of paragraphs about emo stuff. This is just the place I'd like to vent out some emotions. Now adding some hormonal stuff, aka stuff about romance, because when you can't experience something irl you like to write down your fantasies.
