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The Black Parade

Another day, another death wish

School. Just the though of that word made my head hurt and my skin crawl. I was starting my last year at a new school in New Jersey, I know what your thinking, why are you starting a new school for your last year? Well that's another story for another day. I was worried about starting school as anyone would be, I had made a promise to myself not to get attached to anyone: not to make friends and not to speak to anyone. I was better of on my own. I didn't trust or like people, your nice to them and they end up throwing it back in your face.

I was always that loner 'Emo' girl who sits alone in the corner: reading, writing or listening to music. I avoided people like they were zombies, the way I saw it, if I didn't mix with people I wouldn't end up getting involved with those stupid trends. Girls who bleach their hair, wear see-through leggings, air max trainers and crop tops, when I see them girls it actually makes me happy to be me. I don't like those type of things, I like the dark stuff: the moon, cold dark winter morning, Halloween, horror movies. You get The picture.

Notes

Hey Guys :3

I know now I don't keep up well with my stories but I'm going to try and keep up with this one.

Please rate, subscribe, comment it would really mean a lot and would give me loads if support :3

Thanks guys :3 stay strong <3

MamaKillJoy <3

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