I guess they'd have nothing interesting to say.Maybe 17 months ago they'd be talking to anyone gossiping about what a mess i am like a trainwreck or someting.
Now i Guess they'd talk about how my room is a mess, i sleep w. a teddy bear and **** l!ke that!
Besides most of...
And more or less if my walls could talk it would probably disgustingly say. . .
"Stop using different Password to every sites you want to be member and join.
You'll just eventualy either forget it or lose it anyway ! " (ouch)
Yes it was when I can't even log-in to my PC. Because...
They would tell me to keep my head up....to keep looking forward...forgive the past, embrace the future, and to brave the present. It's difficult to fly anywhere when feelings of remorse, regret, bitterness, sorrow, and anger have my wings pinned to the...
One being to clean this **** up....I will get my room spotless and then within a week it's disaster again.
Umm Get the hell off the computer :P
Probably put some clothes on :P
Lay off the ****.
Hmmm stop obsessively going over everything over and over and over again...
they would say how i am in pain. how i haev no one besides my razor blade to turn to for support. how i bite my tongue instead of telling many how i really feel or letting my emotions out. how i stay up all night and sleep part of the day. they would say that my smiles hide a...
So some time ago I had this crazy dream (that didn't really seem like I a dream but lets say it was a dream) that my walls were talking. Now this is before I even came across this group or even this web site.
So in this "dream" I was laying in my bed and I had just woke up...
Wow. That girl is crrrrrrrrrrrrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazy.
And does she have to walk round her room naked so much? please...
and whats with the music? im starting to crack in places....
and all the friggin posters and the blue tack....
i think thats pretty much what theyre...
I'd imagine something like, "Quit talking to that boy so much." Or, maybe, "It's way past the time you need to go to sleep, young lady." Basically, they'd be like my mother if she was watching me at all hours of the day haha... scary.
I feel that is what my walls would say.
I am sure they see me on my computer looking for a freind and
then a lover .
Then they leave and see me out there looking.
It is not ending thing.
I am tired and then started write again .
And quit looking and then come on here and write...
"Why the hell do you torture us? Always putting up posters and pictures and completely covering us up! And you've been painting us for over a YEAR and you're still not done! And what's with the Union Jack? You're not even British!"
Yeah, I've been torturing my...
Well about time, I thought I was a crazy wall after all.
I have got heaps of things to tell you, if you have got time to listen .
I was born in 1930 so I am getting on in my life time and there have been a lot of people gone through the doors in this room, a lot of them. And the...
My walls would say "YOU GO GIRL"for the following reasons:
YOU GO GIRL BECAUSE:
that young man is hot and I want a piece of that action.
you spend endless nights chatting with that young man
he makes you smile when no one else can...
They've seen it all.
they know me better then i know myself
what would you say?
if everyday you watched me..
wake up, look at the clock and see its before noon,
check my phone and find some problem
then go back to sleep?
is leaving us already? Did five years pass so quickly ? Well at least she didn't die on us like the previous tenant. She grew up a lot these past year. Went from a troubled little maiden to a full blown independent adult. I still remember that time she was learning how to cook...
My walls have seen me in my worst and best moods. They've seen me better than anyone else has, know me better than anyone. If they could talk, it'd be a wonder of what they'd say.
I can be a very emotional person, and the only place I've ever really cried was in my room...
Do they think I'm ugly?
Do they not like seeing me naked?
Do they think I should work out more?
Do they talk to each other when I'm gone?
Do they miss me?
Do they wonder how my day is?
Do they wish I would pull up the blinds so they could see what it's like outside?
"Oh. My. G- What do you think you're hanging on me?! Don't you dare touch that hammer, you remember what happened last time! I think you should clean your room once in a while. And give me a wash too; my kind are neglected, you know. I hate that b!tch of a bookshelf you got there...