Blood-Sakura

Maybe I'm not lazy Maybe I stay in bed because I'm not ready to face the day and it's trials Maybe it's depression Maybe I'm not too sensitive Maybe I cry because my mentality is so fractured it breaks under even slight stress Maybe I'm just broken Maybe I'm not shy Maybe I'm apprehensive about trusting others because I've been hurt one too many times Maybe I'm scared of being hurt again Maybe I'm not quiet because I have nothing to say Maybe I'm too used to hearing everything I say is wrong and stupid Maybe I'm afraid of judgement Maybe I'm not hiding because I don't want to deal with drama Maybe I'm hiding because words hurt and I don't

Silence is golden Silence is lonely Silence is a heartbreaking truth Words come from the mouth but nobody hears them Why should there be words at all? When the words leave the mouth the speaker is ignored When the words are spoken the speaker is told to shut up Words have a purpose but what's the point of them if nobody cares to listen? Words are useless if nobody hears Words are worthless if they are ignored Silence is lonely Sound is lonely Sound in a room full of people is just as lonely as silence Sound is lonely if nobody listens to you Sound is heartbreaking if nobody cares what you have to say Silence is frightening Sound is hurtful Wh

Objective: Your sim was sent to a finishing school, fun. Your job is to meet the requirements that get you out of there. Despite the other teens in the finishing school and the not so friendly headmaster/headmistress. Rules: 1. Can be played with either gender but all sims in the household must be the same gender. 2. Must have a full household and of those one sim must be an Adult or an Elder. That sim will be the headmaster or headmistress. All others must be Teens. 3. The headmaster/headmistress must have the Perfectionist, Snob, and Mean traits. 4. To get out you must fill the requirements, listed later. 5. Any relationships are permitted

She rode into town on the back of a horse, as black as the midnight sky But 'twas that very horse that took from her her live She went out for a ride but the storm got too bad and by morning she was not home We searched the whole day but could find not a trace until we saw the horse all alone We brought the horse back and her family cried for the rose of their moor was now gone But as many know, in legends far and wide, the dead don't always stay away long On road into town, as the sun went down and a storm brewed in the East Rode a black horse with a passenger fair, in black from head to feet We watched from a distance as the horse grew

Pixie, pixie Glamorous but tricky Tricky little pixie it's your time to fall You've taken for granted, those that you depend on Tricky little pixie it's your time to fall Pixie, pixie You poor little pixie Poor, poor little pixie this is all your fault Magic was your game but you will fall in shame Because your little game has just gone to far Pixie, pixie Stupid little pixie Stupid little pixie I'll enjoy your fall You tried to play a game but I can play it better Stupid little pixie you brought this on yourself Pixie, pixie Foolish little pixie You fool of a pixie I'll turn you inside out Time for all to see what a monster you can be So

My voice is lost in harsh remarks so there's no point to even talk I've hurt before and my heart I've tried to lock But people still get in and cause me pain All the while I do what I can to stay sane I care for them so answer this, why does it seem they don't care for me Yet still they refuse to let me be I keep everything I feel bottled up inside And each feeling I try and hide I can't tell anyone, they just don't listen to what I say So I take things as best I can each passing day I'm at the point that they have won and everything just happens to be my fault Time to put the faded and broken pieces of my heart in a vault Failure scares me s

Accusations everywhere and no one even seems to care My heart breaks more with every day and no one has anything to say Watching one you love grow old and loose their mind and not a single tear to find Watching pain come to those you love and nothing you do will make it stop No one listens to what I say, nothing seems to go my way Stabbed in the back and told I'm wrong, sometimes wonder if I even belong Told I'm rude and mean and mad, the truth is that I'm just sad Is it so wrong to want someone to ask then keep caring long enough for my defenses to pass But I'm needed here so again I fake the plastic smile I'm forced to make I've gotten good

We pride ourselves on our well-stocked shelves Wine from Deneb and whiskey from Carr Any world you can think of, we carry the drink of We serve the universe at Hanrahan's Bar! I work at a deep space bar, out of the way but famous just the same. We serve the universe is the motto of Hanrahan’s Bar. Alcohol from across the known universe. From the fine wines of Deben to the strong whisky of Carr. You name the drink, we could give you several options. The bartender's Irish, Mike Flanagan by name Killed a dozen men on a Rimworld, they claim The barmaid's a gentle, elegant lass As long as you keep your hands on your glass! I hear the unmi

We are the bold and rinkish crew of the good ship manatee They say we are the strangest bunch to sail the starry sea So dither your engines back shar warp and catch us if you can We'll drink a brew when journey's through round old Alderberan All hail the manatee heads up she's passing by They say she is the oddest ship that ever tried to fly I work on a ship of misfits called the Manatee. Everyone calls it the oddest ship they’ve ever seen. It’s fun though, and flies great, so let’s see if your engines can keep up! Later we’ll stop for a drink in Alderberan. Our captain built a model of the palace at Versailles Acro