Welcome to the Losers club !
Richie was here. <\3
Isn’t it weird that I’m listening to a song called “Voices In My Head” and then voices actually fill my head. It’s not the first time this has happened, but it’s this first time it’s happened while listening to music if that makes sense.
I might have schizophrenia or some shit…
Just posted the character descriptions and first chapter of my story on quotev…
Why does almost everyone I love hate me?
I’ve been asking myself that since I was 11.
Still haven’t found the answer.
IM CRYING OVER A FUCKING STORY AT THE MOMENT.
This is what I have so far !
Early on a Monday morning at 6:00am, Rio woke up to the sound of his alarm, signaling it was time to go to school. The boy groaned and stopped his alarm abruptly before climbing out of bed. While walking to the bathroom, tripped over a book on the floor he had left there from last night. “How To Control Abilities.” the cover read. Rio sighed before throwing the book on his bed, continuing to walk to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom, he showered and brushed his teeth.
Meanwhile, Darya was busy making breakfast in the kitchen, looking up at Rio’s bedroom door as if expecting him to emerge from his room. Once Rio got dressed and all, he ran down the stairs and into the kitchen. “Morning, Mom.” he said, hugging her tightly. “Good morning, honey.” she replied, planting a soft kiss on his cheek. Rio took his seat on the dining table and ate his pancakes quickly, given he was late for school. Darya chuckled, shaking her head. “Slow down, Rio. You might choke!” she says. Rio quickly finishes his breakfast and grabs his bag before hugging his mother one more time and leaving the house.
Meanwhile, at Ignis’ house, Ignis layed on the floor of his bedroom, staring at the ceiling while his thoughts overwhelmed him. Him and his father got in an argument last night because Ignis had accidentally burnt one of his father’s favorite plants and he was furious about it. But Ignis’ mind only focused on a few words his father said to him that sent a pang of hurt through him. Those words were, “You should’ve died with your mother so I wouldn’t have to deal with your bullshit.” Ignis’ eyes filled with tears as he remembered those words, sighing as he stared into the ceiling. Suddenly, there was a knock on his door and opened without permission.
It was Vulcan, his father. “Get off the floor and go to school.” he said before walking out without an answer. Ignis sighed before getting up and grabbing his backpack. He was already ready for school, just wasn’t motivated enough to actually go. After one last look in the mirror, Ignis makes his way out of the house and on his way to school.
“grab the lighter close the door let the smoke fill the air a lot is happening in the world people don’t even care sometimes i wish i could just see the world with a glare, see the world with a glare grab the lighter close the door let the smoke fill the room people talk behind your back like you don’t have a clue lot of people in the world so you know it’s true, so you know it’s true grab the lighter grab the pen and write their nose what is happening with you but the family don’t know you depressed but it’s like it don’t even show, like it don’t even show grab a lighter grab the pills and contemplate should i take them or should i stay family’s asleep but i’m staying awake, staying awake grab the lighter close the door let the smoke fill the air lot is happening in the world people don’t even care sometimes i wish i could just see the world with a glare, see the world with a glare grab a lighter roll one up then take a hit finish it off take a few thinking should i quit people take is as a joke but i’m about to commit, but i’m bout to commit grab a lighter lock the door then take some more don’t know what to do now i’m lying on the floor my bodies feeling numb it hit right to the core, it hit right to the core grab a lighter close the door and let the smoke fill the air a lot is happening in the world and people don’t even care sometimes i wish i could just see the world with a glare, see the world with a glare grab a lighter close the door let the smoke fill the room people talk behind your back like you don’t have a clue a lot of people in the world so you know it’s true, so you know it’s true grab the lighter grab the pen and write their nose a lot is happening with you but the family don’t know you’re depressed but it’s like is don’t even show, like it don’t even show grab a lighter, grabbed the pills and contemplate should I take them or should I stay feelings asleep but I’m staying awake, staying awake grab the lighter close the door let the smoke fill the air lot is happening in the world people don’t even care sometimes i wish I could just see the world with a glare, see the world with a glare grab a lighter roll one up then take a hint.”
