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Miz3mo's Journal

Total Journal Entries: 5

May 30 2013, 03:39 PM

Fuck it text me @678 856 0704
with your name and pic please >.<

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Dec 31 2012, 05:47 AM

My life aint a fairytale so dont expect it to be,
But its a story about a girl who lives a life of tragedy,
The girl who bleeds but no one see,
The girl with the smile that is as fake as it could be,
The girl with eyes that lie is the same girl that hurts inside,
That girl with the twinklimg eyes and the sarcastic smile,
Is the same girl that is losing her mind,
She's that girl who lives through the pain,
But sits on the bathroom floor and cuts away,
She that girl who fakes it everyday but acts like everything is okay.
The girl whose life isnt a fairytale but her own personal hell.

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Dec 29 2012, 03:55 PM

Dear Life,
when I said "can my life get anymore fucked", it was a rhetorical question not a challenge you bitch.

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Dec 21 2012, 07:27 AM


I tainted his mind with my sins,
left him burning in agony and regret,
Hating me like I've been hating him,
Will you speak up?
Killing myself with his touch,
Burning in his love and hating the moment he left,
Can you see it now?
I torch his heart with icy fire,
touched his mind with hot ice,
leaving his person to melt
and this imaginary love no more.
I burned a hole in reality and shutdown imaginary,
What happen to us?
He killed the hopes of a girl and left her dead,
I killed a boy who left me alone with my heartache,
Do I have regrets?
I hate to say I do but I wont say,
Love is no more in my book,
and I perminate hate.

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Dec 20 2012, 05:33 PM

He has a heart and a soul, But no love for me, I know because I don't match up to his needs, And the type of world we live in there are no exceptions, They want to hurt me and I pay the price for it, So I cutt and I bleed, I just hope no one sees, The names of my tormentors are what I carve in my skin, And I hope that someone could have set me free, But My Voice is never heard, And I'm left alone with my insecurity and the voices that tell me I am never good enough, With my hands on my head I sit and scream, But the devil's hand will always be on my shoulder, Taunting me and driving me insane, So I'm caged and I can't be set free.

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Total Journal Entries: 5