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- Username: Skyvory
- In response to: "Who are you?" I'm an indecisive, awkward teenage girl who is in love with a fictional character. Occasionally, I talk in my sleep. I also like food. Food is good.
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- Murphy's Law
Everything has been going wrong for me for the last four years.
My parents got a divorce.
I became homeless, so I had to live with my grandparents for three months until they kicked me out.
I developed social anxiety.
I had to drop out of school because I couldn't physically get there. I had no transportation to get across the city, and not enough money for a bus pass. It would have taken me like four hours to walk the whole way there.
I fell out with my stepsister, stepbrother, and mum.
I didn't see any of them for three years.
My mum got a brain tumor. I didn't find out until a couple of months after. I swallowed my pride and called my stepsister, then called my mother. I thought she might want to make amends with me after her close encounter with death, but alas she was not interested. I heard she's recovering fine.
I have no family, no qualifications, and no money.
And you know what? I'm gonna be okay.
- Play it, baby!
Give Me Love by Ed Sheeran
This song changed my life.
- Favorite poem
'Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep' by Mary Elizabeth Frye.
Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning’s hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.
I want this to be read at my funeral. It's so beautiful.
- If I Could Say Anything without Consequence
I already said it. I told my ex-boyfriend to grow up a little bit. He's allowed to be sad, and he's allowed to complain about his problems, but he has to realise that not every minute of everybody's day is going to revolve around him. I spent four years of my life trying to be a good friend and girlfriend, which I admit at times I wasn't, but I tried nonetheless.
He left me six times for a different girl, and I was always the rebound. I was his safety net. He complained to me all of the time that everybody had left him, and that I was going to leave him too. I finally told him that if he kept up the attitude, then I probably would leave.
I eventually figured out why everybody else had left him. His friends left because he did the same to them as he did to me - he always disapproved of their decisions, constantly belittled them, and generally treated them like the scum of the Earth.
After four years I finally decided to bow out, and I'll tell you what, the last few months of my life have been absolutely perfect without him.
- Fireman? Ballerina?
When I was five, I wanted to be a princess. Needless to say it didn't happen.