<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/6510290485110408541?origin\x3dhttp://let-there-be-no-silence.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

Her

The name's Access. 14. Writing is a passion brought to life. Music keeps me breathing. I quote, I think and therefore I am.


Speak

Tagboard here.

Links

sxy Blogger

Playlist


MusicPlaylist
Music Playlist at MixPod.com


Archives

May 2010 June 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010


Credits

Design: C*rash
Base: C.Monster;Brenda
Close your eyes, hope you'll never wake up...
Friday, November 26, 2010.6:52 AM

What I have learnt today? Sometimes, its best to stay still. Accept nothing. Deserve nothing. Get sick, hopefully you die. DOn't try to kill yourself, given the way you're living, you will die eventually. Eventually, meaning an early death. Empty. Reside in this emptiness. I am empty. I am nobody. Rest. Relax. In this dark corner, nothing can touch you, nothing can hold you anymore. Its alright. Numb it. Sleep early. Dreamland is better than Reality. Hold onto nothing. You don't deserve anything, remember. Ignore. You are nothing. Ignore everything. Everything is nothing. Emptiness will be my bestfriend from tonight onwards. You are empty. Hollow. You don't have a soul. You have a body to make up fot it. This body will die eventually. You don't matter. Don't cry. Tears = emotions. Emotions are alien to you. Empty. Empty. Slip away from this world. You don't exist. Smile, smile that empty smile. You're not alive. YOu're half dead, probably dead.
Lay still. Resist it. Restrain those emotions. You don't get anything. You are not supposed to get anything. Go to sleep. Sleep. Tomorrow is another empty day. Doo as you're told. You're obliged to follow. Hope that someone tells you to kill yourself.
Thats alright. Sleep now. It'll be okay. From tonight onwards, nothing can hurt you anymore.