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Friday, 28 December 2007 |
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Last Updated ( Friday, 28 December 2007 )
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Written by Crimson Drakus
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Sunday, 23 December 2007 |
It is December 23rd at 1:00 in the morning and I feel like I have to get this off my chest.
Right now I am feeling happy and frustrated at the same time. So I felt that writing would be my best way to help me work things out.
I’m extremely happy because my life is finally working out in a positive way. I live with 2 very amazing people, who accept me for who I am, I feel at home and safe. I have a place to run to instead of running from. I’m dating someone who in my eyes is amazing, he’s smart, sweet, funny, respectful and a lot like me. I’ve liked him for a long while now and we’re finally together. I just got offered my old job back, which I wanted, because I’m good at it. I’m helping others out and learning a wide variety of skills, like building sturdy desks, a loft style bed, walls for a basement, dry walling, painting, how to play the piano, cooking, and so much more. I’m the happiest I’ve been in a really long time. My music skills have improved and I’m proud of myself. People are proud of me, that I’ve grown up so much more and how mature I’ve become. And in just a couple days its Christmas and for once I’m not dreading it, I’m looking forward to it. I have a second family to spend Christmas with as I can unfortunately not be with my family. So that’s basically why I’m happy.
On the opposite side of that, however, I’m very frustrated. I mean I’m finally happy ok? But still there are some people who take it upon themselves to destroy that. I deserve to be fucking happy on my own terms not just because I can only be happy around them. I’m my own person, I don’t belong to anyone but myself and if they have a fucking problem deal with it. There are too many stupid people in this world.
Then the other day I talk to my oldest half-brother, who is my hero, and he deals an emotional blow that made me shake and nauseous. He called my, my mom, my nanny and my papa (who was my world until he passed away) liars, and told me they were just trying to make me hate my dad. The people I love the most and he tells me that we’re all just against him. He won’t talk to me until because I was asking questions. All I want to know is that he can take responsibility for what he did instead of blaming everyone else and saying that it was all my mom. She’s more than paid for what she did, and what he did to her. Ah well people are stupid. It just really hurt and now I understand it a bit better.
Well that helped so I’m off.
Merry Christmas!
~Crimson Drakus |
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Written by Crimson Drakus
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Saturday, 13 October 2007 |
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This is just a little about me.
My name is Crimson, it's not my real name and maybe you know my name but here I am Crimson. I am 19 years old and I love to write. Unfortunately my writing is limited to small times, due to a very messed up wrist. However I still find time to write poems, songs, stories, role play ideas, and fan fictions. I love watching TV shows such as Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Bones, CSI, Dexter, Top Model, Robot Chicken, and Family Guy. To find a long list of my favorite TV shows, movies, books, video games, and other favorites check out my writing page. I'm a very angry, slightly cynical, anti-social woman, and I tend to hate the world a lot. Some of my ranting may seem annoying to certain people but if it is then don't read it. However I encourage you to read my writings and comment on them. I would prefer that you leave constructive criticism and not just make nasty comments. So welcome to my new site and I hope you enjoy the writings.
~Crimson Drakus |
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Last Updated ( Saturday, 08 December 2007 )
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