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Post by CATRINA P. LANDERS on Dec 20, 2012 5:11:28 GMT -5
Feel like a loser, feel like I’m lost, I feel like I’m not sure if I feel anything at all… But believe me, I’m not helpless, I just need someone to love, so my situation’s rough, but that just makes me a dumb human like you… Why do I have this incredible need to stand up and say please pay attention It’s the last thing that I need to make myself seen well that ain’t my intention December 20 2012[/color] Dear Diary… I may Die tomorrow or today but I hope to accomplish at least a few things before this ending of my short life. I am only human and have had cancer since I was a child, some doctors said I was born with it and could never understand how nor why it had disappeared. They told my father that I was to have died not to long after my eighteenth birthday. Now a year after I am still alive and it had left my body at least that is what I hope. My list starts with cliff diving, something that I seen once when I had wondered to far out of Forks and landed on the La Push Beach. What a thrill it would be.
Here’s me signing off, mwah… Catrina Landers xx ---------------------- This template was made by ashers at Caution. Lyrics belong to the amazing Darren Criss. This is my first attempt so sorry if it’s pretty sucky. No stealing please, I actually like this so yeah. If you remove the credit I won’t be happy DX ---------------------- [/size]
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Post by CATRINA P. LANDERS on Dec 20, 2012 5:12:15 GMT -5
[center]Why do I have this [color=b048b5][b]incredible[/b][/color] need to stand up and say [color=b048b5][b]please pay attention[/b][/color] It’s the last thing that I [color=b048b5][b]need[/b][/color] to make myself seen well [color=b048b5][b]that ain’t my intention[/b][/color][/center]
[size=4][color=8d38c9][u]Date goes hurr[/u][/size][/color] [size=3][color=b048b5][i]Dear Diary…[/i][/color][/size]
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[right][size=3][color=b048b5][i]Here’s me signing off, mwah… [b]Character’s name here xx[/b][/i][/color][/size][/right]
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Post by CATRINA P. LANDERS on Jan 9, 2013 12:27:58 GMT -5
Why do I have this incredible need to stand up and say please pay attention It’s the last thing that I need to make myself seen well that ain’t my intention January 10th[/color] Dear Diary…
Currnet Music
I had a dream , while I fainted that day. My mother, she said that death was never to have me. My mind swirls around what she meant. Then I dremnt of Wolves last night, beautiful creatures, huge as well. Not your average sized wolves, but I was all a dream right?
She looked from her book and out side her old room in her aunties, since that day she decided to stay here, having her aunty bring a few of her things and her pets.She sighed, it looked cold out there, her head hurt a little and she still had a confused look on her face, she looked back down and what she had written and started again.
Song Two
Ever since that day running into him at that beach my mind wonders when I will see him next. He had kind eyes, but something maybe me wonder who and what his story is. I know that Forks and La Push have a hidden history, Gramma always told me old stories, and from what she had told me, they seem very real and in my back yard.
Song Three
I love music, its just something about it that makes me happier. Even if death has no ties with me, what dose that mean for me? These questions arise in my mind and I need to question everyone, What exactly is the deal with this Town and why are there so many strange colored eyes, and why where they how they were?
Stopping writing, she grumbled, another head ache. Stupid things drove her nuts.
Here’s me signing off, mwah… Catrina Landers xx
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