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posted by SongGirl50701
Dear Fellow Reader,

Hi! I can't believe that I've been such a lazy پچھواڑے, گدا and haven't been texting any new songs. Well, I have two new حالیہ songs ready but my lazy self needs to text them on here and I am working on one other song that I believe will shock a lot of readers.
Now, I have been seeing that my دوستوں are having hard times staying alive and well. So, I just have to say that as SG, cay-ray-zee soda jacked me, Dream Diary is always a place to state who آپ are.
Dreamers are people like you. They are amazing and make my world beautiful. Fortune and fame is something we all have. For instant-

Poem Girl: Best lady poetry member to win her title.

Alli Rae: Amazing upbeat buddy with a amazing taste in RP

Ellen: writer with a intresting juicy pull that keeps آپ hanging on for مزید like being tipsy.

annie: Sweetest girl who has a دل for everyone.

Alexander (Daniel): آپ guessed it- earns the عنوان of Helping Others.

sydney: Inspirational girl who deserves مزید than just a highfive since she's always مزید of a giver than a reciever.

Livi: She doesn't come on anymore that much but she's just a twinkie!! :P

Kat: Even though we are argueing right now, she's a girl who deserves the talent of being a awesome nerd for gummybears!

Beyal: There's a lot of titles he's won from me but here, he's the one posting a lot of poems and a few amazing artwork. The عنوان he deserves is; Creative Teller.

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i will write the songs in here sooner یا later, sorry آپ guys!!

p.s. to all who are reading, آپ are strong. آپ are amazing. You're a dreamer who will make it possible. Who will make it true is only up to you.

Punk Bites,
SG
posted by SongGirl50701
 now me.
now me.
Limited.

In only a few days is when the sun shines, fading in and out.
Oh how we all use to laugh and play until I ruined it all.
Ready to give in from a scrap from just last week, but what really comes within can really stab the fuck out of you.
I've been hated, told as attention and was burned inside and out.
My fatal goodbye is better than this living scrap I make, Its a ticket to a forever jail cell.
Secret talks that are held just silently reconized سے طرف کی the voices in my head. When one comes back, I won't be scared and as for in lonely, I got company ready for me to move. Just walking away from...
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posted by snootygirl50701
 I feel like this.
I feel like this.
THIS IS MARIAH MASON______I THINK I'M GOING TO KILL MYSELF_______



I feel like there's a monster in my head that's clawing ne and killing me. Making me do horrible things to my body and bring those voices back. I found out how to control them but I'm 13. I will have medication for me depression. The secret: I'm going to over dose myself for a better life. I'll get out of your life, untangle it, and نگلنا about twelve to thirteen. First, I night be the age fourteen first. What the heck, I have a چھری right now. GOODBYE SOONER. I can't believe آپ guys keep tackling me when I push آپ away....
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posted by Happyflames
This is the story of the bully:
Some guy pushed me into the boys locker room. He had a criminal hat over his face with 2 holes in it.
????: Faggot! Give me your fuckin' drawing!
Me: No, آپ bitch! Leave me alone! *pulling on my note book.*
????: Are آپ a wimp! Give me the fucking drawing آپ bitch!!!!
Me: No get away Derian!!! *pulling my notebook away from him.*
Derian: Damn it! How did آپ know it was me?!?!?
Me: Dude, EVERYBODY knows what your voice sounds like because آپ yell shit at people! Could آپ just leave pervert!
Derian: *grabbes my drawing before I could get it.* Ah,ha! Woah...
Me: Give...
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posted by malmcd
I have a little box in my room with my name on it in big blue letters inside the box i everything I want to but behind me...

Inside it lays these things:

My knifes
Pills
Bottles
Notes


The knifes are from a time in my life were slicing up my skin was a way of telling me I was living but deep down inside I know that the felling was just a lie. I once cut alone on my side small enough so no one would notice my I knew it was there and it reminded me of the truth. That I was alone.


The bottles are in there from a time in my life where I used to drink. That was a short time but I never want to go through...
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