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Jacob, the Silent pt.5Part VJacob, the Silent pt.5
Several years went by and Jacob and I became two peas in a pod. It may be difficult from an outsiders point of view to see anything in Jacob's eyes. I, however, could tell he was content. He stayed to his schedule, and I stuck to mine. This allowed us freedom of one another and at the same time, it allowed us to become even more attached. I knew Jacob loved me and he showed it by showing me every painting he finished. The first time he shared his painting with me I was cleaning the dishes. I heard him chuckle and start clapping to get my attention.
"Jake? Are you okay in there?" I called to him with a bit of
by ~xnailxbunnyx
Jacob, the Silent pt.4Part IVJacob, the Silent pt.4
It was naive of me to expect Jacob to continue talking. Especially since I earned a degree in Psychology and knew that what sometimes seems like a break through is really just another symptom. Living with Jacob for so long made me understand why a parent would give themselves false hope. It was eye opening to have those same feelings a parent would for Jacob.
It astounded me, however, to be unaware of Jacob's ability to read as well as he could. At first I thought maybe he had the movie Alice in Wonderland, but he had tons of paintings with scenes never shown in any of the films. Several months later, I aske
by ~xnailxbunnyx
Jacob, the Silent pt.3Part IIIJacob, the Silent pt.3
Six months passed by and the money Jacob had collected from his precious sellings sustained. It was time for me to be the manager and convince Jacob to sell some of his paintings.
"Jacob, can we sell some of your paintings?" I asked casually one evening whilst we watched television. Jacob, of course, did not respond, but continued to over chew a piece of pizza.
"We really need the money, Jacob."
"Down the rabbit hole." I think I might have jumped when he said this. The only response Jacob had ever given me was the occassional nodding or shaking of the head. Otherwise, it was the mut
by ~xnailxbunnyx
Jacob, the Silent pt.2Part IIJacob, the Silent pt.2
The first day I moved in with Jacob was one of the more intimate days I can recall. After I unpacked my belongings, I wrote a note that said "Hello" with a smiley face and slid it underneath Jacob's door. When Jacob was younger he used to giggle and race to the door to read the message. His giggle was now a deep throat chuckle of a teenager. When the note slid back to my side of the door it had black fingerprints on it and my smiley was now adorned with a golden halo and wings. It was his way of saying hello. I wrote as simply as I could, "I live with you now," and passed it back to him. I could tell he was eagerly awaiti
by ~xnailxbunnyx
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words as weaponsYou fight me with your words Just fight me with your fists It’s your words which hurt me deeply Your words which bleed my soul.words as weapons
It’s the words I can’t explain. The bruises leave a mark One that others see And share with me my pain.
Your words kick me Make me bleed. My world is going black,
Silently I scream.
Your words leave scars so tender Scars that only I can see Scars you left on my heart Scars only just for me
You fight me with your words Just fight me with your fists It’s words that hurt me deeply &nbs
by ~The-Sorceress
VictimisedYou tell me everything I want to hear You gain my precious trust You peer down upon me Your eyes are full of lustVictimised
Tightening your grip
You lead me to your bed What the hell is going on? So innocent, so scared
I trusted you, I trusted you! You told me that you cared “No!” I say but you don’t hear Your hands on my skin bare
I try to scream and kick and shout But your strength evades my plan I cry silently as you have your way My voice muffled from your hand
Time once and time again You kill me inside out Unbea
by ~dontkillthellama
Sweet DreamsGoodnight my darling one Sleep now, close your eyes Day will break when night ends As the ocean gasps and sighsSweet Dreams
Let the darkness surround you Engulf yourself in night Dream sweet dreams inside your head Until first mornings light
Out creep ever so silently The monsters beneath your bed Crawling into your subconscious To rule your dreams instead
Your once sweet dreams turn violent As you toss and turn in hell The monsters have overcome you You dream now, not so well
All night long in slumber From you escape freakish
by ~dontkillthellama
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- Current Residence: the depths of my twisted mind
- Interests: reading, psychology, daydreaming, dreaming, writing, and other stuffs
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko
- Favourite band or musician: Connor Oberst...
- Favourite genre of music: anything that will make me feel less lonely...aka everything
- Operating System: Windows XP
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- Favourite cartoon character: Squee and Meatwad
- Personal Quote: other than that we're stuck at the bottom waiting for some sweaty maitainance man with his ass crack
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- Email: quibblequip@yahoo.com
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can I keep you?
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Lies Of Vernacular Expressions is all this world consists of.
If I had just one wish, I would ask for truth.
It takes two to open the door of friendship. One to unluck it, and the other to turn the nob, but it only takes one friend to shut it foreve
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