akumumasochist

Jayys POV I love Dahvie so much, but i cant help myself but keep this all in. That man that night, he..he sticks with me and i cant get him out of my head. I even remember his name....Garret. The name is so familiar, but i dont know why. His voice is just stuck in my head, and no matter what i do its still there. His every touch still lingers on my body, I can still feel it all and its painful. I wish i could just erase it. I sat at the end of my bed and realized i was still naked, so i got up and grabbed my purple house coat and slipped it on. This feels nice, warm and safe, i just wish evwerything and everyone could give me that feeling...

She takes away everything. That makes me feel... She gives me new reasons to die inside. She's so dark inside. She's so whole, that's right. And, she abuses me. She makes me do anything. (Do anything) And, I just want to die. [When she's torturing my insides.] She fucking rapes me. She fucking rapes me. (Fucking rapes me) [She fucking rapes me!] (Chorus) She broke my feeling. Spreads her legs, and fucking rapes me! She fucking rapes me. She fucking rapes me. (Fucking rapes me) [She fucking rapes me!] She drags salt across the wounds. Like it's so good. Like it's so good... She fucking rapes me. She fucking rapes me. (

I felt beautiful today. I didn't straighten my hair, And I didn't put on makeup. I closed my white blinds and let The light shine through For a fresh background. I stole my fathers camera, Turned on my iPod, and began to dance. I held it away and smiled, Letting the -click- of the shutters Blend with the music, forming its own beat. I grinned and twirled in one of my sister's dresses, Not giving a care should she walk in. I laughed and fiddled with my hair, I was coy and shy and natural. I shed my shell of T-Shirts and jeans, And let myseelf be free. I look at the pictures I had taken and said, Oh- there you are. I've been