They seem much brighter tonight.
That they do...
It's...cold.
You're dying, that's why...
I can't turn back, can I?
No...you can't...
Why did I do it?
That...you have to ask yourself...
But my heart won't listen anymore.
What do you mean?
I keep hearing lies from my heart.
They are not lies. You just won't accpet the truth.
So...it's all my fault then...?
Is that what your heart says?
I don't know anymore.
Tonight...when you close your eyes...say the name of the person that watches over you...they will enter your room and will stay there.
What will they do for me?
Whatever you need them to.
Then I want him to keep me warm and safe; make sure I don't fade away.
That...my friend...is what he'll do.
Dying is never easy, is it?
No.
Thank you for listening.
Thank you for telling me.
Who are you?
Your heart.
Alright. Besides my grad in two months, there is another event. It is nameless thus far, but it's very important for EVERYONE. I'm in the process of working on it, but those that have me on facebook (Aleasha Erick Folster) can read it on my wall.
The motto is this: We've been denied to everything, but today we do what we were told we cannot.
Does this clarify anything?
Well; my event is for those that couldn't play basketball because 'they were too short'. They couldn't dance with people of their own sex because 'you can't be seen because you're gay'. And every other discrimination towards mankind.
If you like this, and want to be part of my committee, message me.
If you don't, simply show your support.
:) Thank you for reading.
The motto is this: We've been denied to everything, but today we do what we were told we cannot.
Does this clarify anything?
Well; my event is for those that couldn't play basketball because 'they were too short'. They couldn't dance with people of their own sex because 'you can't be seen because you're gay'. And every other discrimination towards mankind.
If you like this, and want to be part of my committee, message me.
If you don't, simply show your support.
:) Thank you for reading.