This place is a hole, and I don't want to go.
I wish we could stay here forever alone.
This time that we waste, but i still love your taste. Lover Dearest, by Marianas Trench
Mal The Lonely
27 / Female / Saskatchewan, Canada
Pansexual / Broken Hearted
Member since:
Sep 12, 2019
Last online:
Dec 03, 2019
Current rating: 10.0/10 (1 votes cast)
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About Me
I'm new to this. Not the whole emo part, just the website. I got bored, searched up "emo social media", then ended up here. But lowkey I hope to find new friends through this thing. Seems legit.
And add me on snap, @mallord_kruspe
I also have a YouTube channel. There’s a link to one of my videos down there somewhere.
Favourite Music
Rammstein, My Chemical Romance, System of a Down, Slipknot, Avatar, Amon Amarth, Metallica, Avenged Sevenfold, Black Sabbath, Slayer, Mindless Self Indulgence, Marilyn Manson, Led Zeppelin, Iron Maiden, Killswtich Engage... I could go on and on.
Favourite Films / TV / Books
I don't watch much TV usually, but if I had to write down one movie I enjoy, it would probably be Rocky Horror because I love musicals and it's technically a movie so ¯_(ツ)_/¯
Twilight. Jk I don't think I've ever read one book from the series.
Revolution by Jennifer Donnelly was one I enjoyed as a young teenager. Since then I haven't been able to finish a book unless it was for school. Whoops.
Sure, I don't reply to messages as soon as I get them or open them. Yes, that probably isn't a polite thing to do, leaving the other person hanging, waiting for a response. But I feel that it should be justified and respected when you don't respond right away after opening a text. Sometimes a person needs time to come up with the proper response, or just to generally mentally prepare, because talking to people can get pretty exhausting from time to time. Especially if you're constantly busy on weekdays and just wanna relax on the weekends with no interruptions from anybody, not even friends. I think I'm ever so slowly becoming an introvert. It doesn't bother me as much as it did back then, not having people to talk to. In fact, I cherish every moment I get alone, because I need my personal time every so often. Just so I have some sense of stability.
Man, this entry is kinda ranty. Thats cringe. Ew. K, I feel better now that I said it though. I'm getting annoyed of people who always demand a reply asap.... and that's embarrassing for me, because I used to be that annoying person. Smh. Well at least I'm changing for the better of not only myself but for others too. Idk what I'm saying now. I mean, me keeping to myself should make people happy, right? So I'm not being such a bother to anyone. Holy shit I should shut up now hahahaha fuck now I'm literally being annoying fs. Goodbye. I'm just procrastinating more so I don't have to think about my essay. Am so dumb.
I’m sorry
Above all, I am sorry.
I don’t know why
I hurt all the time
But I’m the one to blame
Things can never be the same
I’m broken and I’m selfish
Why am I so goddamn selfish
I know I’m greedy
I’m starving
I’m sick
I’m so fucking needy
But I know that I’m good
Somewhere inside me
They never understood
How hard it can be
When you’re suffering
Especially emotionally
I’m sorry
I honestly cannot imagine
That you could ever forgive me
Because not even I
Can begin to forgive me
Something inside me is wrong
My brain or body or soul
I’ve felt this wrong so long
I don’t remember feeling okay
Or whole
I just wanna go...
leave...
don’t leave me alone...
please....
I'm currently just procrastinating because I have homework due tomorrow and I don't find it very interesting atm. My brain prefers to be stuck, thinking about a guy I'll probably never get to be with again. Not an ex-boyfriend, but an ex-something.
We were friend's for years, never once tried to get together, because we were always just friends. Not until recent, well, it's not so recent now I suppose. We had a thing going for a few months, before he decided he didn't want me anymore. Though I can't stop thinking about him, even knowing he doesn't care for me. Why can't I stop thinking about him? God, I feel like I'm 12 years old again, crying over a boy who didn't like me back. I also feel like an idiot, for allowing myself to go through these ridiculous ranges of emotions.
I know, school is important, so I should finish my assignment. I just wish I wasn't so fucking hurt over a jerk who only played with my feelings. So maybe I'll just smoke away the bad thoughts. It usually works, for a while.