I speak to you in riddles
Because my words get in my way

Your really gone, Boyfriend.
And now im alone, For the first time.
Are you aware, That I still miss you?

But I cant run to you no more,
to catch me when im falling.
I know I have to let you go,
But i will not be broken.


I will not be broken.

This place is strange.
Empty;;
The walls are bare.
I cant call you on the phone
and no I cant just be your friend.
But now its time to let you go,
I will not be broken.

I wanted your love,
But look what youve done to me.

All our dreams amount to nothing.
All the laughter and good times we shared
are fading memories.
I've run out of tears to cry.



Do you ever think of me?
And how we used to be.
I know your somewhere else right now,
Loving someone else right now.

I tried so hard to understand you,
All the good it did me.
Everything was just the same.
All I feel is hurt.




Are you breaking someone elses heart?
Because your taking my love where you are.

Its just too bad.

Dad: Do you want an egg?
Me: No thanks...
Dad: How about an omlette?

Me: Really?!!!1!111111
Ian: Yes!!11111
Me: Woo!!1!!!!!1one
Ian: two
Me: Eight
Ian: nine million twohundred and fiftysixthousand seven hundred and ninety four point onefive three

Please let me in...
Please notice me
Why do we have to be strangers when I know that our love is so strong?
Why do you feel like you have to carry on without me?

Its Hard Knowing Your Not Coming Back For Me.

What have I done?
You seem to move on easily...

What have I done?
I created these wounds that seem like they will never Heal.


Let me in.
Let me heal them.
No other girl can do that.

I know I;m the one who called in the storms.
I know I betrayed you.
I know I let you down.

>I< let you down.
Its hurting me too.

I let it happen.
I gave in.
I ended it the moment that the thought that crossed my mind, was dismissed.


I dont expect any sympathy.
Please forgive me.
My weakness caused you pain.


I made a mistake.
I made a big mistake.

No one else can heal the wounds that I have created.

He's letting me in..

Its okay.







Things will change.

I will prove to him;;



I will make him proud.

I will make him trust again.

I will make him love again.







I can breathe again.

Nicholas and I broke up.
Theres something I Never thought I'de have to say. Or even think about.
I cheated on him. I don’t need any sympathy.

I never realised the symptoms of heartbreak was physical pain.
I feel like my world all around me. Suffocating me. I cant breathe. I cant sleep. I cant feel.
I never knew I could cry at the drop of a hat.
I never knew I could fall asleep at night crying, and wake up crying too.
I never knew anyone could hurt this much.
I feel like my heart has just stopped beating. Sometimes it feels like its beating out of my chest.
My heart is aching.
I suddenly have no direction in life. I've never been so lost.
I feel like I'm slowly dying inside of me.
I want to just kill myself, and end this pain so much.
I just want to stop hurting.
But I'm not ready to give up, and I know it will be hard to get him back.
I scarred him. I let him down.
It hurts me as much as it hurts him.
But how can any other girl heal those wounds that I’ve created.

Although it feels like my life has finished. I know that I can wake up in the morning, and my heart will still be beating. I know the world will keep spinning. I know that one day there will be no more tears to cry and I know that this pain will stop.
I know that I will move on.

I know that one day I will meet him again.
If its meant to be we’ll meet again.
He was made for me.


I found him once, I can find him again.

Earlier On This Weeks Show ;; Harriet Undid Mally's Bra.

Harriet: Would You Like Me To Do It Up For You?
Mally: I dont want you to touch me ever again...
Harriet: But what about saturday?


Miss Hobbinator*: Girls, you two better get some work out to do...
Mally and Hatty: WE ARE *Bangs the table repetedly with her pointy finger*
Miss Hobbinator: Banging the table doesnt mean your doing something.


Mally: Im sorry I dont like loud noises, they scare me.
Miss Hobbinator: Why not?
Mally: I was banged violently as a child.



IanMiester: Mally, it would really help if you actually texted me or something in the evening to arrange saturday...
Mallster: I KNOW I KNOW, IM SORRY I HAD A SHOWER.
IanMiester: Oh no. What a dilemma.


IanMiester: *Says something Lame*
Mallster: Shut up or im going to screw you silly.
IanMiester: And then like...what?
Horny Hatty: Im going to bone you.
IanMiester: Mally, did you just tell me you were going to 'Screw me silly' followed by hatty who said she was going to 'bone me' ?

Mallystun: You know what you need to do to get rid of chapped lips?
Ianio: Vaseline?
Mallystun: No. well yes. but you can put some minty paste and brush your lips instead. really works.
Ianio: Ok question. why did you just call it "minty paste" surely you mean toothpaste? lmao.
















* - Miss Hobbinator is our form tutorator.

I do have a Significant other.

You've got to make a decision.

Leave tonight;;

Or Live and Die this way.

The bitterness has faded.



Better to taste ;;

Oh man.

This toothpaste is icky.

Im getting such amazing response in .My Messages To God..

Im touched.
I really am.


This was probably the best Idea Ive ever had.

I am the picture of cracked perfection. Inscribed letters into the sand. Temporary almost, washed away by the magnificent ocean.
I am the distraught image of a fractured little girl lost among the cut shards of glass.
Beyond the pretence, oh, that beautiful pretence which fabricated the threads of my existence, I am simply a faded girl. I never really fitted in. I never really stood out.
I just was.

I have never felt so close to the stars. If I could just reach a little higher, my fingertips could touch their blurred edges. I could pluck each one out of the sky and sprinkle them all around me. I feel my fingers rush with heat at the thought. Ahead of me lies a sleeping town, nestled amongst the glowing streetlights. Pulsing softly. I bring my hand towards my lips. Slipped in-between my fingers, is a joint. I press it towards my stone lips. I inhale. The hot smoke slithers down my icy throat and clasps my mind. I close my eyes and hold my breath. Savouring every last moment. I feel my heart throbbing. Vivacious colours make intricate patterns inside my eyelids. My body is shaking, convulsing even. I feel my body let go. I’m letting go of everything. Of everything I was, and everything I am. After this year, I’m ready. I’m ready to leave it behind, and let myself be everything I could be. Everything I know I can be. This is it. This is my moment.


My name is Skye.

April 22nd 1989. It started. Skye Madison was born.
From that point onwards my life escalated into the most trivial list of mundane events; occasional conversation, timid smiles, shy glances, an occasional flickering of the eyes