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The Marks
I meet new people

They seem nice

I do not judge

By their cover

No matter their personality

I always check

Do I see another,

To whom I can compare to?

Do I see those scars?

Do I see the pain?

I cannot help but look

No matter who they are

I want to know

That I may not be

The only one I know

Going through this mess
HollowHome is where the heart is.
Right?
Well what if you don't have heart, per say?

I'm not sure I have one.

Don't get me wrong I have a heart.
I have the organ that pumps blood throughout the rest of my body.
But that's not what the phrase refers to.
It means where your emotions are, where you can be safe and loved and can give love in return.

What do I have?

What if I don't have that?
What if I don't 'feel' like everyone else?
What if I don't have a home like that?

Does that mean I don't have a heart?

Out of all the things I've been called, I've never been called heartless before.
All I ever wanted was people to be happy.
And t
Smile [vent]   Her name was Ashley.
 
  She was easily the most annoying Midgardian I have ever come across. Always laughing and making jokes, bouncing around me, she was worse than my brother.  I found it hard to get away from her. She was always around the corner, waiting for me with that smile of hers. That irritating smile. I wanted to slap it right off of her face and make her kneel before me like the pathetic Midgardian she is. Those blue eyes behind her glasses drove me mad with rage.
 
  ...And yet, every time I saw her face, a small lump formed in the back of my throat. I was not able to shake this maddening tightness in my chest. Her war
[GER.xREADERxITA]Left in the Dark 2          “Veeeee! Germany!” Italy says cheerfully as if nothing had happened (although in his mind nothing really did happen), wrapping his arms around Germany’s neck.
         “_______?” Ludwig questions with a shocked expression.
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         “G-Germany?! W-What are you doing here?!” you reply nervously.
         “I heard a thud… and breakfast is ready…” a light pink blush falls across his face as his eyes avert from your direction.
          “Kesesesese! Hey West what’s goin’ on up there?! You finally
EnglandxPittsburgh!Reader- StillersTo all yinz who hate dem Stillers (Steelers) I'm sorry and please don't complain about it. The entire point of this story is so I can work on my Pittsburghese. Bet you never heard of it huh? Well it's just Pittsburgh dialect, I'll probably say things you won't understand so don't be afraid to ask questions of what somthing means.
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"Sixburgh! Where are you!?" Alfred called from downstairs.
"Pittsburgh Dad! 'mup here!" I shouted back.
He chuckled and made his way upstairs to my room, "I have to go to a meeting in France, Uncle Arthur will be watching you for a week or so, kay darlin?" he said happily.
"Yeah, now 'cmere a minute." I smiled.
Cautiously he crept towards me, I sprayed him with my Cotton Candy Fantasies perfume and gave to him.
"Hey! Now I smell girly." He pouted.
"And when all the girls come for you 'cause you smell good you'll thank me bozo." I scoffed, "Get outta my room!
My AnxietyI blush in constant embarrassment
I hide in constant fear
My heart beats faster than yours
My hands will always shake

I agonize over things that happened
Punishment for things I can’t change
I hate myself for being awkward
But I don’t know how to change

I hide when I hear laughing near me
And my heart starts racing faster
I cringe when people stare at me
And my eyes bore into the ground
‘I feel sick.  I’m not worth being there.’

I can’t use a computer with a webcam
I can’t use a phone that talks
I fear the cruel txt messages
Flashing back to my old life
“Ur so stupid. You actually believed t
A X R X S~ stuck in the middle part 3Austria X Reader X Switzerland ~ Stuck in the middle Part 3

~Your point of view~

~Months later~

You smiled as you cleaned one of Vash's pistols. Vash sat next to you,he looked to be thinking about something. You sighed and set down the gun.He looked at you,and your eyes met.You blinked and stared intently at him.

"Vash,I have been talking to Roderich lately...and...we have patched things up.I will be leaving today.",you said. "What!? But, I wanted you to stay _______, I- I love you.",he said blushing and looking away in embarrasment. "Vash...you love me?",you asked shocked.

"Yes...that is why, I wanted you to stay here.",he sighed. "Vash
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Self Hatredby ~AuraTheWolf

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Expressed through a terribly drawn comic.

When you get mentally beaten down so much that their words become your own self-talk long after they've stopped.

Being told to stop is one of the worst things you could do. Because it only makes the voices louder and the self hatred stronger for being unable to stop.

I also posted this on reddit.
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~regretsprophecy Mar 11, 2012
hatred is a poison
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~SCHackX1 Jan 25, 2012  Student General Artist
I do this all the time... :( I don't want to, but i dont know how it feels to not be that way. People tell me that all you have to do to get rid of those thoughts is be happy. But I dont know what it feels like to be genuinely happy.
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~Oshiruko Jan 12, 2012  Student Digital Artist
Know that, too. The problem is most people donīt fucking care. They want to get rid of otherīs problems as fast as possible, and making someone stop "nagging" is just the easiest way to get what one wants. Of course, amking people and especially teenagers (sensitive and stuff) shut up and forbid them to talk about how they feel is the worst one can do... but itīs a fast "solution" .____.
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~NinjaDP Jan 12, 2012  Student Digital Artist
...It's bad that all those voices still linger with some people. I sometimes have the same problem when I do art or something else that I like. I do my best everyday to fight it off...
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*DarkenedSoul333 Jan 12, 2012
i understand that one all too well. i hate it when ppl just say "stop it." it doesn't help at all.
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~blackrathmar Jan 11, 2012  Hobbyist General Artist
I will never understand people who think that they can make others feel better simply by telling them to just "stop being sad." Someone who's depressed can't just stop being sad, and ordering them to do so as if it's possible will just make them feel weak and even more depressed.
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