Bizarre Roki

Sunday, May 8, 2011

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Posted by Roki at 7:37 AM

Roki: This Blog is about a girl. A girl who never had much to say. To say her mind was tabo in her family. Her family made her the way she is. She is hopeful but sad. But sad doesn't describe the pain she suffers in her head. Her head is not clouded by what those call mental disordres. Mental disorders are for those who are ill. Are ill people just the same? The same pain she felt for four years of highschool is now written on her arm in red lines. Red lines that sting. That sting brings her sanity. Her sanity is slowly fading away. Fading away into a dark world in her mind. Her mind has lost that happy place she loved. She loved through her art and expressed her hate in writing. In writing she never lost herself but lost her will. Her will to live has dwendled low. Dwendled low enough for her to wish for death. For death is feeling nothing at all. At all is not even having a smile that she masks heself. Herself is the girl The girl whose blog this is about.

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