LachrymoseBeauty
My journals sort through some things, my feelings and my faith mostly. I'm dealing with some major psychological problems but writing it out helps alot. All of these journals are intended to remain anonymous. If you somehow discover my identity please be respectful and keep this space and my thoughts private.
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Lies and Secrets in My Fucking Feelings
I made this secret place for myself, a diary, but then I made it public. I don’t tell people about it so I assume they don’t know. Maybe some people have been clever enough to find it. It’s possi...
Old Nemesis in Maniacs, Prophecy, and Old Friends
Now I know what’s coming for you. It’s him. My old enemy. He has so many names. The deciever masquerades as a mentor. A dealer. A friend. He knew about you long before you came along. Summoned bo...
The Phantom Wore A Blue Suit in My Fucking Feelings
And suddenly she realises that Phantom of the Opera was a true story. If there was one more act maybe it wouldn’t be such a tragedy. He would miraculously come back to life and the two would be t...
Tired in My Fucking Feelings
Dumping some old entries today. Be patient haha. Really tired of Fake friends Fake smiles Fake sentiment Fake effort Really tired of Crying alone Trying to be strong Responsibilities of any kind ...
Fear in Maniacs, Prophecy, and Old Friends
What do I fear? ‘This is what you should fear. You are what you should fear.’ -Marylin Manson closed mindedness in the church I often times am afraid to speak of my faith very specifically. Some ...
Everywhere in My Fucking Feelings
I always see you. Why are you everywhere? And I know this hurt Is just what you wanted. Make me rue the day, Right? But you have no idea. You couldn’t possibly understand. What pain like this is....
Gloom in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
Gloom. Looking around and realising, How alone I am. Fighting all day to be social, Like maybe this will help. At the end of the day, Its all the same. Alone. This is the life of a freak. I have ...
Closed Doors in My Fucking Feelings
Feeling a cloud of gloom come over my life. I’m having trouble getting a new job. I’m not goimg to be able to pay for college. I’m struggling socially and moat days I’d rather sleep all day than ...
Psychobabble in My Fucking Feelings
I have found a new direction, new interests, made new goals. This is good right? But a question still plagues me: Is this about me or is it about you? It is okay for you to have influenced my lif...
A Friend in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
Nothing I can do for you, Right now friend, So I will let you be, Just do my thing, And be me. I will watch, And I will wait, Try to slow the tides, When the floodgate breaks. Your words are hars...
The Things I Miss in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
Stuck in a fog, Having conversations that will never happen, With people who never cared, And aren’t really there. Why should I crave conversation so bad? I know I will not talk to you, Not the w...
For the Book's Namesake in Maniacs, Prophecy, and Old Friends
You willfully trod on those around you with pride and sadism. You sin freely saying, “God will forgive me.” You drench your heart in sin and your mind in drugs. Your soul is covered in blood. You...
Trouble in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
Powder, All over your nose, Makes you feel, The power, But you don’t know. Trouble’s waiting, And its coming for you, I hoped you’d be ready, But you’re coming unglued. Story’s changing everyday,...
Maniacs in My Fucking Feelings
If I collected all the tears I’ve cried for you over the years I’d have myself a nice littlw wishing well. I don’t cry on command. I cry when I’m sad. Perhaps I was right in the beginning. You we...
Gone in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
I hate the mask you wear, All the things I loved, Hidden behind the stare. You were perfect, In all your flaws, But the real you, I fear is gone. Everything I wanted, Gone in a minute, Ripped fro...
War in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
My soul is at war. The sadist inside screams for malice. But the person I’m becoming will not allow it. The desire to help others fights for control, As apathy tries to stengthen it’s hold. Your ...
A Place For Us in Gathering of Poetry and Fiction
I’ve created us a place. A place in a book! What a familiar concept to me. I do not know you. You cannot see my face. Yet I wonder who you may be! Share your writing here, I’ll treasure it foreve...
Fuzzled in My Fucking Feelings
I’m feeling a bit… Fuzzled. Perhaps you know what I mean. I cannot quite articulate the feeling. I’m not even sure what is happening in my brain. Things start to slip. Thoughts are not always inc...
Cute Boy lol in My Fucking Feelings
At church the other day I met a boy named Michael. We were both wearing band ahirts so he strikes up a convo. Later we end up at the same mystery dinner. Turns out he also loves animals, reading,...
Praise for Events Happening in My Life in My Fucking Feelings
I’ve said it a hundred times and I’ll say it a hundred more. It is good to be home. Pieces are falling into place for me. God is bringing me all the things I need. All the things I asked for. I s...
Heroin is a Bitch in My Fucking Feelings
My friend is struggling with heroin again. How many times have I helped him sober up? Talked him out of his withdrawl? Talked him out of suicide? Let him stay here? Fed him? Encouraged him? And y...
Morality, Lonliness, and Prayers in Maniacs, Prophecy, and Old Friends
On my mind tonight are queations of morality. With faith in a belief structure to back them. What of energy work? Most chriatians would declare it a hoax all together. They have not seen what I h...
Missed Opportunities in My Fucking Feelings
Hard to pin down how I’m feeling. A member of our local music community died yesterday. Not sure how. I didn’t know him very well so I’m not posting my sad farewells on facebook like everyone els...
Plans and Blessings in My Fucking Feelings
I’ve decided that I want to be a psychologist that specialises in personality disorders and autism. I want to work with those that others are afraid of. Imagine the awesome conversations I will h...
Heather in Maniacs, Prophecy, and Old Friends
Heather is a plant with beautiful flowers in many different colors. It is said that the plant has excellent ovaries. Sometimes it bears two flowers at once on a branch. It grows easily in the rig...