R o s e M o o n

//Goes away to German learning camp for 4 days//
          //Speaks German and English at the same time//
          //screams in german//

Hi blackrosepastellove, pls read my angel/demon graphic novel called malevolents

My phone is soooo broken, oh my stars XD

I'm goingto die aren't I? I ate two of the chemically granola bars....

*eats granola bar*
          
          Hum. Tastes like chemicals.
          
          *continues eating*

Dude, ima be so tired in da morning, oh my god

I'm still up and its already seven 0_o

Life is a boxer
          "And I'm its bunching bag"

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words may never hurt me. 
          Who the hell the  thought of this? I think it should be more like
          
          Stick and stones may break my bones but words will always break me.
          because in the end its the most truest thing in the world, next to death. Words hurt more then a fist, or a stick, or a rock, or a sword, or a gun, or any other weapon someone comes up with. Wanna know why?
          
          Because sticks and stones hurt us phsicly and after a while dissapear. Words? Not as likely. They can break your heart, tear you apart on the inside and constantly haunt you, scaring you're mind. The will never leave you if you let them in and arn't unable to let them go. Words can destroy you so badly so fast. Words are the scaries wepon there is.

I saw a vid on face book called the differences between 19 something racism and trump rally racism and now i just feel hurt. My heart hurst so god dam much and it feels like im chokeing trying not to wail and cry.
          
          I can not explain the amount of pain i am in just thinking about. So many people who have never met me before hate me for being diffrent, looking diffrent, for existing. For somthing i have no control over and it makes fe feel like uteer shit that i can do nothing but cry.
          
          I use to love living in americe. Now i would rather live anywere other thin here. Anywere that isnt reeking of hate because i am me. Be cause i have brown skin. Because i have diffrent hair. A different mind. A diffrent way of thinging, a different way of being alive. 
          
          Im already strugling on liveing. I dont need no sexist, racist mofo to tell me how utterly pathetic and usless and weak i am. So when they do. I gust got a crazy urdge to hurt them. To take every thing they hold dear and destroy it aand to see how they feel. 
          
          To treat them how they treat people like me.But all i can do is cry and wish i was dead. Wish i was never born and that none of this racism and sexism had ever started, but then the world woulnt exist.