"Why did you do it." Her gaze lingered and danced over her unsatisfying reflection. "What did I do wrong." She glared at the excess contour in her physical features, the brittle texture of her hair, and the dispassionate aura in her stale eyes. "Why did it have to be me." A faint glow overcame the dullness in her...
I called this collection as such cos of the fear and possibly hatred I have for clowns. Ever since I can remember, this is the one fear thats been constant. When I write I tend to use the word "clown(s)" to represent any bad feelings I have. Feelings that put me in a depressed state. I use the name "Deadclown" as a wa...
Warnings: -Death -Blood -Descriptive Scenes -Almost Rape -Sexual Contact -Sex -Robbery -Violence -Strong Language (dirty words, cussing, etc.) -Alcohol -Drugs -Suicide Attempts -Depression Pairings: -Rayrard -Frerard By the way, I do not side with the criminal! I understand that I made the words a little strong. I'...
I'm sorry if this story is bothering you. But if it is, it's clearly not meant for you. "What's depression like?" A friend once asked. I didn't know what to say. Because when people ask you things like "What's wrong" and "How are you?" and "Can I help you?" I never know what to say. I end up lying. I end up answering...
The utter most inner thoughts and feelings of one who has but no other way to express them and therefore without a pen a paper she very much may spontaneously combust in an explosion of secrets bottled up for far far too long. : )