BlackMoonPaladin

“Everything comes to an end, everything has to come to an end. If everything was eternal, nothing would evolve. Everything can break, that’s normal, it’s how it’s supposed to be, no matter how tragic, no matter how awful. When something ends, something else will always be born, but what shape that new life takes is always up to us.” -June 19th, 9:38 AM- Tess felt like her mattress was made of ice. “I lost Sally…” Tess felt the empty space in her arms as if it was a phantom limb. “Melissa betrayed me…” Tess’s phone was like her spirit, cold and dead, with no energy whatsoever. “The Internet thinks I’m nothing but a bad joke…” Tess shut her eyes and covered her ears as if the mob of hecklers was right behind her door... “Lynn rejected me…” Tess violently ejected the contents of her stomach all over her floor. “I’ll… never find happiness. It’s all over.” Tess crawled out of her bed and returned with a dishrag, she wiped the floor so well that the floorboards were

“We are all trapped inside of ourselves. The doors beckon us to leave, but most aren’t brave enough to venture outside. Some are afraid to face the meaning of what leaving will bring. Some are scared of the person they have to become. Some people are lost and convince themselves that they’re all right and that the cage was where they always belonged. They languish inside, without a care in the world. “The door is as pregnable as a closet’s… Yet people can’t help but chain the door shut themselves. We all retreat inside that little room of our hearts. So scared of being left behind that freedom feels like the worst possible way to live…” “But it’s only when you leave that little space and let yourself out… That you wonder why you wasted your time in that tiny little hole to begin with.” -June 18th, 11:35 AM- Lynn was lying on her bed, her bloodshot eyes fixed on her ceiling fan, the rotating blades being a perfect facsimile of her racing brain. “Tess is gay. The letters! My

“What’s it like to have a purpose?” -May 17th, 2010- “I can’t stand it here…” The room was spacious, white as far as the eye can see. A silky smooth bed, a large flatscreen TV, an ornate, elegant decor, a place that the plebeians could only dream of. Tess could only pout as she hugged her knees. “What, you don’t like the hotel?” Sarah giggled, tousling her hair. “Me and your father worked so hard to find the nicest one for you!” Tess sniffled. “It’s not home. I miss my real room. I miss my real bed. I miss all my dollies and books. I miss the view outside my window.” Sarah sighed and picked Tess up, holding her close. “I know, it’s not like we wanted the house to be full of pesky bugs.” “I just wish… I had something to do.” Sarah gave Tess a warm sympathetic smile. “I know how you feel. You remind me of how I was when I was a teenager. How about we go visit the Kurais first thing in the morning? Would that make you feel better?!” Tess’s smile perked up as if she was told she