DeathisSweet

• Member since March 16.
• My mood is , and quote is "I feel nothing".
• I am a 16 year old person (United States)
• I support the site as a gold member
• I am in the groups Any RP, Blackrose, Emo RP, Esperia, Forbidden Love, Hawthorne Institute, La Belle Morte, Lost Melody, Oblivion, Rose Academy, Skinwalkers, Teen Romance Roleplay, The Underworld, Vampyr Underground, high school stereotypes
• I have 1 column, 216 poems, 4 stories, 6 journals

My other items

• Jazzlyn Perez at storywrite
  1. First of all, give me a flat, two-sentence, exposition-y description of your character.1
  
• Column: My character sheet at
  
• Solitary Chocie Chapter 2 at storywrite
  "The never ending darkness creeps up upon me; upon anyone and swallows them up."-Jazzlyn1
  

My journal entries

• A private journal entry

  April 17, 100 words. Me only. 0 comments.
• Breathe from He is We

  March 24, 300 words. All. 0 comments.

  "Harness your heart, and be still now.
  Quiet that mind that will wander,
  All sorts of dark alleys.
  
  Tragedy strikes your self esteem,
  Constantly waiting for an ending,
  To all of this.
  
  She opens her eyes,
  Suddenly she cries.
  Can we help her, can we help her?
  And she replies.
  You know, I fake it oh so well,
  That God himself can’t tell.
  What I mean and why my words are,
  Less than parallel.
  With my feet,
  You ask me what I need.

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  "Harness your heart, and be still now.
  Quiet that mind that will wander,
  All sorts of dark alleys.
  
  Tragedy strikes your self esteem,
  Constantly waiting for an ending,
  To all of this.
  
  She opens her eyes,
  Suddenly she cries.
  Can we help her, can we help her?
  And she replies.
  You know, I fake it oh so well,
  That God himself can’t tell.
  What I mean and why my words are,
  Less than parallel.
  With my feet,
  You ask me what I need.
  And all I really need,
  Is to breathe.
  
  Oooohh.
  Ahhaah.
  
  People, they seem so interested.
  Only a few get invested,
  With all the aches and pains.
  
  Doctor oh, doctor,
  Please help her.
  I fear she may not be breathing.
  Blue lips, and doe eyes,
  That’s her disguise.
  
  You know, I fake it oh so well,
  That God himself can’t tell.
  What I mean and why my words are,
  Less than parallel.
  With my feet,
  You ask me what I need.
  And all I really need,
  Is to breathe.
  
  Oooooh
  Ooooh, oh
  Oooooh
  Oooooh
  
  (Oooooh)
  Give me some space to breathe,
  (Ooooh, oh)
  I need a little room to breathe.
  Give me some space to breathe,
  All I need is a little room to breathe.
  I fake it oh so well,
  That God can’t tell.
  
  You know, I fake it oh so well,
  That God himself can’t tell.
  What I mean and why my words are,
  Less than parallel.
  With my feet,
  You ask me what I need.
  And all I really need,
  Is to breathe.
  
  Let me breathe."
  
  Lyrics to a song that makes me cry.
• A private journal entry

  December 27, 2009, 200 words. Me only. 0 comments.

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