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Leave me now, my dear.
Just like that you were gone.
I meant nothing to you anymore, I'm just someone to fall back on when she's not around. It was never something for me, I was an object, something to make you feel better about yourself.
I'm sick of being only 'that'.
'That' a thing, no identity, no reason why.
I'm done with making you feel good when I'm sat here for nights on end feeling worthless, having no one to turn to, not even you despite the fact you told me you'd always be here for me. You're like everyone else who claims to be a 'good' person. Spouting what they have to just to make you stay around.
I'm tired of just being the back up plan, the fail-safe, the everything that she's not.
I'm sorry that without you these endless monotonous nights are so melancholic and lonely.
Help. - Creepy Pasta style
Why me? Why do they choose, ME? Every single night their voices echo throughout my slowly unraveling mind. Every night their shadowy figures scurry around my room, slowly becoming larger and larger.
Now, they are fully fledged apparitions, they utter my fears, my insecurities, slowly making me go insane.
Many have had theories of what it could be. What THEY, could be;
My fears and stress in manifest.
Just my mind playing tricks on me.
I'd like to think that it's the last one, but I know I'd be wrong, these things are too real. Too, personal, to be tricks of the mind.
I know a way to stop them. An, oh-so, bitter way of stopping them, the way makes me feel worse, makes me weaker, makes me feel so..., Dead inside.
I try to stop letting them win, but having them here every night, telling me over and over how worthless, how useless and how the one I love doesn't love me back... Well, it gets to you, it sticks inside your mind.
I try my best not to worry the people around me, b
It's 00:25am on October 5th... The only light I have is the one from this laptop, and even that is pretty dim due to the fact it hasn't been charged for two days. I'm not sure how long the battery will last, I'm not even sure how long I will last anymore...
She's been stood in the corner of my room watching me for quite some time now, that girl. Every time I move, she moves closer and closer. I'm trying not to move, hell, I'm trying to breath as little as possible hoping that she might somehow, forget about me.
She won't though, just like I've never forgotten about her.
It started off a few months back. I'd recently not been sleeping as much, and when I did get sleep, I was having awfully realistic nightmares. After a while I noticed my nightmares becoming more frequent and more vivid, as if I wasn't dreaming at all. Every nightmare I had contained the same girl, although, she wasn't always the main focal point, more like an 'Extra', I guess...
Soon, though, I began to see the girl out
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Pray for Friend's GrandfatherOne of my watchers LunaTheKittyCat recently contacted me with a request.
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Name: Kaminaga, Imari ( 神永, イマリ )
Age: 14 / 16
Sexual Orientation: Hetero
Blood Type: O
Birthday: December 28 ( Capricorn )
Imari is a brave kunoichi with a good heart. She cares for those who are important to her and wants to protect the villagers of her beloved Konoha. She does her best not to disappoint anyone and likes to cheer people up with an optimistic mood and mind. Even if Imari isn’t as popular and noticed by the villagers as some other ninjas, she still sees it as her duty to protect them. However, she isn't jealous of some ninja's fame at all! In fact, she prefers to stay in the background. Overall, she has become very good at being quiet, blending in the groud and not standing out too much. So good that she has even become an expert at hiding and sneaking around. For a ninja, this can be a goo
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Her perfect lips, her hazel eyes they're tainted by something I once despised.
The thrill of her chase left me with the bitter taste of guilt, but now it leaves me holding onto the hilt of, this knife. I'll draw it back because I know, without her smile nothing will feel like home, now. Nothing will ever feel the same. And I guess I am the one to blame for the pain that courses through my veins.
I can't help but to think, that you only ever needed me because you didn't have her.
She was the one you always wanted, she has it all, the things i could never give... But I'd try so hard to see that that smile again, even if it breaks my heart...
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