Lover of Sadness Root Description http://www.loverofsadness.net/LOS/images/square_logo.jpg Lover of Sadness http://www.loverofsadness.net/LOS/images/square_logo.jpg Tue, 22 Aug 2017 08:59:20 +0000 Zend_Feed_Writer 1.11.10 (http://framework.zend.com) http://www.loverofsadness.net Quote: Don't cry because it's over, but sm... by Dr. Suess Tags: Smile, Cry]]> Sun, 20 Aug 2017 03:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Smile, Cry]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Poem: Our little raven by A Mother of Raven We wasted time on useless fights
It was about who is stronger
It was about who is right

And now we're left with bleeding hearts
There is no winning, only loss
No one is right, no one is stronger
And all our happiness is lost

We fought because we love each other
We drove ourselves into the dark
I wish we could have been more open
I wish I shared with you my light

It's all about being honest
It's all about inner fears
I wish that I could hold your hand
And guide us safely through dark trees...

If only you could be more open
And share with me these inner fears
I would have saved you from your demons
I would have saved you from abyss

And now I hold our little raven
A part of you, your "copy - paste"
He needs his papa more than ever
He needs to know you never left...

I know deep down we're still in love
But you're too proud and I'm too scared
If only you could show your feelings 
And make this difficult first step...
Tags: Love, Separated, Mistakes, Misunderstood, Hope, Heartache, Child, Loneliness, Darkness, Fight, Relationship]]>
Sun, 20 Aug 2017 03:00:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/JB21lL3qmWg/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3817 We wasted time on useless fights
It was about who is stronger
It was about who is right

And now we're left with bleeding hearts
There is no winning, only loss
No one is right, no one is stronger
And all our happiness is lost

We fought because we love each other
We drove ourselves into the dark
I wish we could have been more open
I wish I shared with you my light

It's all about being honest
It's all about inner fears
I wish that I could hold your hand
And guide us safely through dark trees...

If only you could be more open
And share with me these inner fears
I would have saved you from your demons
I would have saved you from abyss

And now I hold our little raven
A part of you, your "copy - paste"
He needs his papa more than ever
He needs to know you never left...

I know deep down we're still in love
But you're too proud and I'm too scared
If only you could show your feelings 
And make this difficult first step...
Tags: Love, Separated, Mistakes, Misunderstood, Hope, Heartache, Child, Loneliness, Darkness, Fight, Relationship]]>
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Quote: The only time I realized I fell in ... by Jenifer -Anonymous
Tags: Unloved]]>
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Tags: Unloved]]>
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Poem: Hopes and Wishes by Elli26Gamer But am I the one for fun.
He laughs,his laugh is so
graceful Makes a blow.

Does he see me or he sees another girl
who does he need a cheerleader who can whirl or twirl.
He don't see, don't deserve thee
who does he need too flee.
From the ugliness I attract, or does he see.
Or does he never see a we
In his future.
I shall never come too close to him
Or I'm I just a swim.
Too him he can just swim over
Too I wish I could be a trover too him.

But shall I wish, before he is taken
I hope I waken.
Him by my side while I gleam,
Or is that all just a wish or dream.
Tags: Love, Wish]]>
Sat, 19 Aug 2017 02:55:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/WuOS-cV_8Ig/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3816 But am I the one for fun.
He laughs,his laugh is so
graceful Makes a blow.

Does he see me or he sees another girl
who does he need a cheerleader who can whirl or twirl.
He don't see, don't deserve thee
who does he need too flee.
From the ugliness I attract, or does he see.
Or does he never see a we
In his future.
I shall never come too close to him
Or I'm I just a swim.
Too him he can just swim over
Too I wish I could be a trover too him.

But shall I wish, before he is taken
I hope I waken.
Him by my side while I gleam,
Or is that all just a wish or dream.
Tags: Love, Wish]]>
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Quote: "You said you'd love me forever I g... by LoveHurts and so did I"
Tags: Death, Pain, HeartBroken, Broken Hearted]]>
Fri, 18 Aug 2017 03:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes and so did I"
Tags: Death, Pain, HeartBroken, Broken Hearted]]>
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Poem: Stranger by Micha-chu! Wanting to write something, but it's you i think first
Of all the hurts and fears my heart's gonna burst
But all I can feel is I love you, a stranger at first.

Of this chance I'm afraid to bet
Asking, if I give it a try will it all be set?
Can't explain why I fell so fast
I'm not even sure if a love of a stranger would last.

At first I thought it's OK
Knowing you're broken you can hurt me all the way
Is it because you want her back that you're wanting me to stay?
Do you just need me, a stranger's shoulder to lay?

Knowing your doubts hurts me
But baby for a stranger I'm staying what a fool I'll be
I've known you for days but you're already breaking me
While you're unsure, I'm planning your forever with me
Tags: Love, Hurt]]>
Fri, 18 Aug 2017 02:50:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/LYZARcfhA5k/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3813 Wanting to write something, but it's you i think first
Of all the hurts and fears my heart's gonna burst
But all I can feel is I love you, a stranger at first.

Of this chance I'm afraid to bet
Asking, if I give it a try will it all be set?
Can't explain why I fell so fast
I'm not even sure if a love of a stranger would last.

At first I thought it's OK
Knowing you're broken you can hurt me all the way
Is it because you want her back that you're wanting me to stay?
Do you just need me, a stranger's shoulder to lay?

Knowing your doubts hurts me
But baby for a stranger I'm staying what a fool I'll be
I've known you for days but you're already breaking me
While you're unsure, I'm planning your forever with me
Tags: Love, Hurt]]>
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Quote: If a caterpillar wants to fly, it m... by Gabriella R Tags: Lost, Change, Self Hate, Hate]]> Thu, 17 Aug 2017 02:55:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Lost, Change, Self Hate, Hate]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Poem: Your Valentine by Shajahan Manik Without you...
And there’s nothing I can do
So please stay and be my love;
And promise, will never be part.

How helpless I feel
Without you
What am I to do...?
Silence speaks today
But you don't do so.

Till death separates us
You will always be mine
Till now from the start
You are my sweetheart.

If my dreams never come true
If your separation makes me blue
Then I want to be your
And will be your valentine.
Tags: Missing, Unloved]]>
Thu, 17 Aug 2017 02:45:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/zT7d0AuW2P0/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3812 Without you...
And there’s nothing I can do
So please stay and be my love;
And promise, will never be part.

How helpless I feel
Without you
What am I to do...?
Silence speaks today
But you don't do so.

Till death separates us
You will always be mine
Till now from the start
You are my sweetheart.

If my dreams never come true
If your separation makes me blue
Then I want to be your
And will be your valentine.
Tags: Missing, Unloved]]>
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Story: Why him by Arianna Ethan Parker: The most stubborn guy on the planet. Star football player and total jackass. Every girl is head over heels for him. I just dont really understand why. He has terrible grades, hes slept with half the school, and he doesnt care about anyone but himself. The only thing he really has going for him is his hair, his body, his smile...i just mean he doesnt have a lot of good qualities. But hey, at least hes going to college.

Mondays were my tutoring days. I usually come for about a couple hours so it will look good on my college application. I was just finishing up and of course Ethan Parker had to walk through those doors. He had this irritable look on his face that he didnt want to be here. He had a black backpack slung over his shoulder and he was handing the teacher a blank piece of paper, or so I thought it was blank. The teacher called me over and introduced me to Ethan. "Ms.Vow, this is going to be another one of your students."

Are u SERIOUS!!?? Okay, Keep your cool Blake. Everything is okay. "How about you tell him everything he needs to know." Ms. Rider points us to my table, smiling as if everything is ok. I walk to the back and he follows. "I am available Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. I dont do excuses so if you dont come I dont reschedule. I dont provide materials so bring your own. When we work, you will not slack off, be distracted in any way, or waste my time. You dont come late Or we dont have a session. You dont leave early or you dont get full hours. And last, I do not care about your personal life, about your friends, and about your sport. I take my job very seriously and no one whos been with me has failed. When I need to talk to you, I dont care where you are i will talk. Or that little paper you got there doesnt get signed. And Im guessing you need it in order to play this season. So, are my instructions clear?" He nods his head and smiles."Great 7:30, Monday morning."

Ethan was pretty persistent in the sessions. He never missed one, never was late, and always tried his hardest. We mostly did calculus, but drifted towards AP biology too. "You dont really talk." Ethan said. "What do you mean?" I replied. "You never talk about yourself. I dont really know you." "listen Ethan you are only doing this tutoring for a couple weeks after that we go back to the normal people we are. I go back to tutoring other kids and you go back to being a star football player who hangs out with the most popular kids and who sleeps around and dates every girl he can get. I dont plan on becoming close with you thats why I do not want to get to know you and I dont want you to get to know me. I Know Who You Are, the guy who gets everything he wants but, you dont understand that some people have to work for what they want. I need this so, stop chit-chatting and just let me work with you." He pauses and looks at me, annoyed by what I just said.

"Youre wrong you dont know me you dont know the things that I have to earn. Like my scholarship for football I have to earn that. I dont sleep around and I know thats what you believe because thats what you hear. The BS rumors that go around the school. But you dont know the truth you dont know what my side of the story is. Which is I dont sleep around I earn what I get and I care about other people other than myself. So dont come around talking about that you know me when you dont. "I looked at him. he was right I had no reason to judge him. I dont know what he has to learn and I didnt know his story or his life. I had no right to say what I did. "Violet... my middle name is violet, if you wanted to know something about me." He smiled.

"James, if you were wondering." I couldnt help but smile at him. What is happening?
Tags: Loss, Happiness, Death, Alone, Pain]]>
Wed, 16 Aug 2017 22:50:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/7h8Ekd9l37Q/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3330 Ethan Parker: The most stubborn guy on the planet. Star football player and total jackass. Every girl is head over heels for him. I just dont really understand why. He has terrible grades, hes slept with half the school, and he doesnt care about anyone but himself. The only thing he really has going for him is his hair, his body, his smile...i just mean he doesnt have a lot of good qualities. But hey, at least hes going to college.

Mondays were my tutoring days. I usually come for about a couple hours so it will look good on my college application. I was just finishing up and of course Ethan Parker had to walk through those doors. He had this irritable look on his face that he didnt want to be here. He had a black backpack slung over his shoulder and he was handing the teacher a blank piece of paper, or so I thought it was blank. The teacher called me over and introduced me to Ethan. "Ms.Vow, this is going to be another one of your students."

Are u SERIOUS!!?? Okay, Keep your cool Blake. Everything is okay. "How about you tell him everything he needs to know." Ms. Rider points us to my table, smiling as if everything is ok. I walk to the back and he follows. "I am available Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays. I dont do excuses so if you dont come I dont reschedule. I dont provide materials so bring your own. When we work, you will not slack off, be distracted in any way, or waste my time. You dont come late Or we dont have a session. You dont leave early or you dont get full hours. And last, I do not care about your personal life, about your friends, and about your sport. I take my job very seriously and no one whos been with me has failed. When I need to talk to you, I dont care where you are i will talk. Or that little paper you got there doesnt get signed. And Im guessing you need it in order to play this season. So, are my instructions clear?" He nods his head and smiles."Great 7:30, Monday morning."

Ethan was pretty persistent in the sessions. He never missed one, never was late, and always tried his hardest. We mostly did calculus, but drifted towards AP biology too. "You dont really talk." Ethan said. "What do you mean?" I replied. "You never talk about yourself. I dont really know you." "listen Ethan you are only doing this tutoring for a couple weeks after that we go back to the normal people we are. I go back to tutoring other kids and you go back to being a star football player who hangs out with the most popular kids and who sleeps around and dates every girl he can get. I dont plan on becoming close with you thats why I do not want to get to know you and I dont want you to get to know me. I Know Who You Are, the guy who gets everything he wants but, you dont understand that some people have to work for what they want. I need this so, stop chit-chatting and just let me work with you." He pauses and looks at me, annoyed by what I just said.

"Youre wrong you dont know me you dont know the things that I have to earn. Like my scholarship for football I have to earn that. I dont sleep around and I know thats what you believe because thats what you hear. The BS rumors that go around the school. But you dont know the truth you dont know what my side of the story is. Which is I dont sleep around I earn what I get and I care about other people other than myself. So dont come around talking about that you know me when you dont. "I looked at him. he was right I had no reason to judge him. I dont know what he has to learn and I didnt know his story or his life. I had no right to say what I did. "Violet... my middle name is violet, if you wanted to know something about me." He smiled.

"James, if you were wondering." I couldnt help but smile at him. What is happening?
Tags: Loss, Happiness, Death, Alone, Pain]]>
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Quote: "My fear is a being, waiting and wa... by Marie Markham Tags: Fear]]> Wed, 16 Aug 2017 02:50:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Fear]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Poem: It Hurts Me by ice knowing that I deserve so much more than what you're giving,
but I keep choosing to stay.

It hurts me,
hearing your everyday lies,
but I keep on trusting you.

It hurts me,
to see that it's impossible for you to love me,
but I keep on loving you.

It hurts me,
because I didn't know how to fix myself,
but I keep trying to fix you.

It hurts me,
because after everything I've done,
you've chosen to walk away.

~ice~
Tags: Sad Poems, Love, Relationship]]>
Wed, 16 Aug 2017 02:45:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/-e8BretjIK4/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3810 knowing that I deserve so much more than what you're giving,
but I keep choosing to stay.

It hurts me,
hearing your everyday lies,
but I keep on trusting you.

It hurts me,
to see that it's impossible for you to love me,
but I keep on loving you.

It hurts me,
because I didn't know how to fix myself,
but I keep trying to fix you.

It hurts me,
because after everything I've done,
you've chosen to walk away.

~ice~
Tags: Sad Poems, Love, Relationship]]>
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Story: Complicated Young Love Story by Mahima Rahman
it was December, which means Christmas was coming up. Before Christmas the school had an Christmas lunch where all the students were invited. So Olivia and her 3 best friends went to the lunch together. They sat on a table waiting for the other classes to come. After a while all the other students started coming for lunch a group of kids from grade 4 came up to their table and asked if they can sit with them. Madison says " yo sup!?" It seemed like she knew the one boy who was part of that crew. After we all start lining up for Christmas lunch and I asked Madison, Ashley and Gloria who those kids are. They explained that the boy's name was Andrew and he was Madison's brother and the quite and shy girl who was also part of the group is Ashley`s sister Cynthia. Things made more sense to Olivia after hearing that. They all came back to their own seats and started eating. That group of kids were pretty loud, especially that one girl who was also talking gross. After that day Olivia didn't see those kids that much also took her a while to speak English because they were in Canada.

It was starting of grade 6 already, all 4 of the girls were still really good friends even tho none of them were in the same class. Andrew started grade 5, so he was in the senior grades now. The year was going good, Olivia and Andrew sorta became friends. But Olivia used to get annoyed by Andrew all the time. Andrew would tease her for no reason, the`d fight for no reason. So it was already June, meaning the last month of this school year as well. It was a track-n-field day. Olivia was a really girly girl. She got so annoyed by Andrew that day that she told her teacher on him. The teacher smiled and said "Do know how many times you`ve told on him? You`ve been doing it all year, all of this proves that Andrew like you that`s the only reason why he always teases you."

Grade 7 also started for Olivia and Gloria but for Ashley and Madison it was grade 8, that means it was their last year in elementary. They all decided to just have as much fun as they could in their last year together. Olivia, Ashley, Gloria, Madison and Cynthia would always hangout, during and after school. Madison wasn`t allowed to go anywhere without Andrew so they had to bring him with them as well. Olivia didn`t like that at the starting but she got used to him. He was sure a funny and caring guy. Olivia and Andrew became best friends over that whole year. It was the second last day of school, so it was graduation day for Ashley and Madison! As all the girls were talking during recess break one of Andrew`s friends comes and calls Olivia to a corner and asks her that if she wants to date Andrew. It was a hard decision for her she kinda liked him but also she didn`t wanna loose her best guy friend. She told him she`ll think about it over the summer. Andrew seemed to be okay with her decision. Ashley and Madison was going to high school, Gloria was moving schools, Olivia was going to be kind of lonely the next school year.

The summer break was over and it was time for new school year of Grade 8! Olivia thought about Andrew all summer and decided that she is going to say "`YES" to Andrew. She also had feelings for him. The first day of school she was all exited, but Andrew didn`t even say HI or look at her once. She thought he needs some time so didn`t bother talking to him yet. On the 2nd day of school he started hanging out with a new girl at school named Jenna. Olivia was really really sad, because there was rumors around the school that Andrew and Jenna both like each other. Olivia cried herself to sleep every night.She tried talking to Andrew but he would ignore her. After couple of days Andrew and Jenna actually started dating. But things weren't going that good between them. Jenna would spend more time with other boys. Andrew got really mad because she was being a hoe. Andre broke up with her after 2 weeks. He started talking to Olivia again. They became really good friends just like before. Olivia started getting feelings for him again after all Andrew was her first crush. She got brave enough that she told Andrew that she likes him. But Andrew lost all the feelings for Olivia. They both decided to stay as best friends. After couple weeks Andrew started liking a different girl named Kylie, she was dating someone else but Andrew still liked her. Olivia tried moving on and tried liking a different boy who's name was Adam. They both slow danced on Valentines day. everything was good until a new girl Tamika, who started liking Ada as well. Olivia stop hanging around with Adam because he also liked Tamika. They both started liking each other and ended up dating.

After couple of months Andrew looked kind of upset, he didn't wanna tell anyone why he's upset. One Saturday Andrew, Olivia and Olivia's best friend Zane. After hanging out for a while Andrew confessed that he likes Olivia and wants to maker her his girlfriend. Olivia didn't totally forget him that's why she said "YES" to him.

Truly Olivia and Andrew went through a lot in their life but they are still together.

Based on a True Story
Tags: Love]]>
Tue, 15 Aug 2017 22:45:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/QtdYy6-qC1w/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3320
it was December, which means Christmas was coming up. Before Christmas the school had an Christmas lunch where all the students were invited. So Olivia and her 3 best friends went to the lunch together. They sat on a table waiting for the other classes to come. After a while all the other students started coming for lunch a group of kids from grade 4 came up to their table and asked if they can sit with them. Madison says " yo sup!?" It seemed like she knew the one boy who was part of that crew. After we all start lining up for Christmas lunch and I asked Madison, Ashley and Gloria who those kids are. They explained that the boy's name was Andrew and he was Madison's brother and the quite and shy girl who was also part of the group is Ashley`s sister Cynthia. Things made more sense to Olivia after hearing that. They all came back to their own seats and started eating. That group of kids were pretty loud, especially that one girl who was also talking gross. After that day Olivia didn't see those kids that much also took her a while to speak English because they were in Canada.

It was starting of grade 6 already, all 4 of the girls were still really good friends even tho none of them were in the same class. Andrew started grade 5, so he was in the senior grades now. The year was going good, Olivia and Andrew sorta became friends. But Olivia used to get annoyed by Andrew all the time. Andrew would tease her for no reason, the`d fight for no reason. So it was already June, meaning the last month of this school year as well. It was a track-n-field day. Olivia was a really girly girl. She got so annoyed by Andrew that day that she told her teacher on him. The teacher smiled and said "Do know how many times you`ve told on him? You`ve been doing it all year, all of this proves that Andrew like you that`s the only reason why he always teases you."

Grade 7 also started for Olivia and Gloria but for Ashley and Madison it was grade 8, that means it was their last year in elementary. They all decided to just have as much fun as they could in their last year together. Olivia, Ashley, Gloria, Madison and Cynthia would always hangout, during and after school. Madison wasn`t allowed to go anywhere without Andrew so they had to bring him with them as well. Olivia didn`t like that at the starting but she got used to him. He was sure a funny and caring guy. Olivia and Andrew became best friends over that whole year. It was the second last day of school, so it was graduation day for Ashley and Madison! As all the girls were talking during recess break one of Andrew`s friends comes and calls Olivia to a corner and asks her that if she wants to date Andrew. It was a hard decision for her she kinda liked him but also she didn`t wanna loose her best guy friend. She told him she`ll think about it over the summer. Andrew seemed to be okay with her decision. Ashley and Madison was going to high school, Gloria was moving schools, Olivia was going to be kind of lonely the next school year.

The summer break was over and it was time for new school year of Grade 8! Olivia thought about Andrew all summer and decided that she is going to say "`YES" to Andrew. She also had feelings for him. The first day of school she was all exited, but Andrew didn`t even say HI or look at her once. She thought he needs some time so didn`t bother talking to him yet. On the 2nd day of school he started hanging out with a new girl at school named Jenna. Olivia was really really sad, because there was rumors around the school that Andrew and Jenna both like each other. Olivia cried herself to sleep every night.She tried talking to Andrew but he would ignore her. After couple of days Andrew and Jenna actually started dating. But things weren't going that good between them. Jenna would spend more time with other boys. Andrew got really mad because she was being a hoe. Andre broke up with her after 2 weeks. He started talking to Olivia again. They became really good friends just like before. Olivia started getting feelings for him again after all Andrew was her first crush. She got brave enough that she told Andrew that she likes him. But Andrew lost all the feelings for Olivia. They both decided to stay as best friends. After couple weeks Andrew started liking a different girl named Kylie, she was dating someone else but Andrew still liked her. Olivia tried moving on and tried liking a different boy who's name was Adam. They both slow danced on Valentines day. everything was good until a new girl Tamika, who started liking Ada as well. Olivia stop hanging around with Adam because he also liked Tamika. They both started liking each other and ended up dating.

After couple of months Andrew looked kind of upset, he didn't wanna tell anyone why he's upset. One Saturday Andrew, Olivia and Olivia's best friend Zane. After hanging out for a while Andrew confessed that he likes Olivia and wants to maker her his girlfriend. Olivia didn't totally forget him that's why she said "YES" to him.

Truly Olivia and Andrew went through a lot in their life but they are still together.

Based on a True Story
Tags: Love]]>
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Poem: 8:10PM by DANMUSA TOLU My life is nothing I dreamed it to be
Everything I believed, I believed it false
My soul is stretched, my bones are bent
Nothing makes any sense,
My voice fades into thin air
Calling out, but no words heard
My tears fall as fountain, yet the land is dry as the desert
He told me he loved me
They said they would never leave me
I knew it false, yet I believed it true

Stuck in silence, frozen in time
My days never ending, thine heart ever spinning
Monsters under my bed, my night's full of terror
Dreams I cannot shake, this reality is fake
Wounded beyond pain, broken beyond repair
They lied, he lied, I lied
Unhappy and tormented by fate
Wake up, I say, please wake up out of this dream
Shackled by the lies, bound by my past
Poison, I feel poisoned, as my feet turn grey
Freezing, it’s dark and lonely
The cold night, never ending

Dreams turned to stone
Love turned to hate
A life I have grown to despair
A world I dread to look upon
He broke his words, he tore his vows
He broke my heart, I broke my back
I lost my way, I lost myself
Hear me please and tell me why
This pain I cannot bear
All alone, with no words, no friend
Stuck with you, my forever is dead
These are my thoughts, at exactly 8:10PM
Tags: Sadness, Lonely, Abandoned, Unloved, Hurt, Betrayed]]>
Sat, 29 Jul 2017 01:30:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/8Hx6RXWNWKs/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3809 My life is nothing I dreamed it to be
Everything I believed, I believed it false
My soul is stretched, my bones are bent
Nothing makes any sense,
My voice fades into thin air
Calling out, but no words heard
My tears fall as fountain, yet the land is dry as the desert
He told me he loved me
They said they would never leave me
I knew it false, yet I believed it true

Stuck in silence, frozen in time
My days never ending, thine heart ever spinning
Monsters under my bed, my night's full of terror
Dreams I cannot shake, this reality is fake
Wounded beyond pain, broken beyond repair
They lied, he lied, I lied
Unhappy and tormented by fate
Wake up, I say, please wake up out of this dream
Shackled by the lies, bound by my past
Poison, I feel poisoned, as my feet turn grey
Freezing, it’s dark and lonely
The cold night, never ending

Dreams turned to stone
Love turned to hate
A life I have grown to despair
A world I dread to look upon
He broke his words, he tore his vows
He broke my heart, I broke my back
I lost my way, I lost myself
Hear me please and tell me why
This pain I cannot bear
All alone, with no words, no friend
Stuck with you, my forever is dead
These are my thoughts, at exactly 8:10PM
Tags: Sadness, Lonely, Abandoned, Unloved, Hurt, Betrayed]]>
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Poem: Stop by Micha-chu! I saw a picture of you and i dont know what to feel.
Was I happy to see you so dear?
Or should I fear that i would wake up near.

It's been four years since i saw you
Was i a fool, coz its only two months that i got you?
Two months that feels like forever.
But then i know, that it will never be again, never.

Last time, your in front of me.
Your smile is the brightest thing i see.
It's been for years and i know it was never meant to be.
You and me, us it will never be.

So stop haunting me in my dreams.
You stayed away, took everything and didnt look back
stop haunting me and gaining my heart back.
Coz im tired of the place where you left me stocked.
Tags: Lost Love]]>
Fri, 28 Jul 2017 01:25:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/QyDeHtOz_AU/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3808 I saw a picture of you and i dont know what to feel.
Was I happy to see you so dear?
Or should I fear that i would wake up near.

It's been four years since i saw you
Was i a fool, coz its only two months that i got you?
Two months that feels like forever.
But then i know, that it will never be again, never.

Last time, your in front of me.
Your smile is the brightest thing i see.
It's been for years and i know it was never meant to be.
You and me, us it will never be.

So stop haunting me in my dreams.
You stayed away, took everything and didnt look back
stop haunting me and gaining my heart back.
Coz im tired of the place where you left me stocked.
Tags: Lost Love]]>
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Poem: Sorry by Ella I brush my hair in my room as my sister sings.
We walk to school together side by side,
But even though we're talking other things are on my mind.
We get to school and I plaster on a smile,
I talk to my friends and laugh for a while.
I walk to tutor with no smile on my face,
Cuz the anxiety inside is just eating away.
I feel like they're all staring cuz I'm ugly and fat,
But I'm being paranoid no one's doing that.

I go into tutor and smile again,
Gotta look fake happy for my snake pit of fake friends.
I walk to my besties tutor and yet again fake happy,
Can't let her see that one comment could snap me.
First lessons a drag when depression won't leave,
It steals happiness away like a fucking Thief.
Second lesson speeds past before it can register,
I walk downstairs to my girl and sit down next to her,
I eat some food but it goes down like lead,
I'll throw that up later I say in my head.
Third lesson my attention is in different places,
It's an array of talk and peoples faces.

Lunch time I don't eat because it's too much of a drag,
I can't be asked to eat it makes me feel fat.
Fourth and fith I couldn't explain if I tried,
It was probably boring and some slut probably lied.
I walk home with my sister like I do everyday,
She's talking about something but my mind strays away.
We get home And I'm tired as fuck,
My arms are heavy and I can barely stand up.
My sister goes downstairs and I'm alone in my room,
I text a few people but i feel shitty too.
I go to the bathroom and root around,
I look in the drawer and what have I found?.
A shiny new razor never been used,
I rip the plastic off what have I got to loose?
I feel so numb as the blood flows out,
My wrists drip blood and I don't even shout.
I slice my thighs to numb my pain,
Then I slice my wrists again and again.
But the pain floods back dull and hard,
So I pull my sleeves down and go to the park.
I take a bottle of vodka so I can forget it all,
I drink alot and I walk into a wall.
I pull up my sleeves and examine my arms,
I wish I could hurt myself without leaving scars.
Then again nobody notices and then when they do,
They walk off and pretend they don't even know you.
I walk back home when it's dark and cold,
Mum won't say shit I never do as I'm told.

I climb into bed shaking and crying,
"I'm fine"I wisper but why am I lying?.
No one can hear me no one would care,
When I cry to my friends they act like I'm not there.
I remember once when I was really low,
I saw a bottle of vallium and gave it a go.
I took about ten and woke up at the hospital,
But my dad wasn't there I knew he wouldn't care at all.
So when I feel low and I want to give up,
I'll get a bottle of vallium and water in a cup.
Tags: Suicide, Death, Depression]]>
Thu, 27 Jul 2017 01:20:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/CBJfrC-6Ja0/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3807 I brush my hair in my room as my sister sings.
We walk to school together side by side,
But even though we're talking other things are on my mind.
We get to school and I plaster on a smile,
I talk to my friends and laugh for a while.
I walk to tutor with no smile on my face,
Cuz the anxiety inside is just eating away.
I feel like they're all staring cuz I'm ugly and fat,
But I'm being paranoid no one's doing that.

I go into tutor and smile again,
Gotta look fake happy for my snake pit of fake friends.
I walk to my besties tutor and yet again fake happy,
Can't let her see that one comment could snap me.
First lessons a drag when depression won't leave,
It steals happiness away like a fucking Thief.
Second lesson speeds past before it can register,
I walk downstairs to my girl and sit down next to her,
I eat some food but it goes down like lead,
I'll throw that up later I say in my head.
Third lesson my attention is in different places,
It's an array of talk and peoples faces.

Lunch time I don't eat because it's too much of a drag,
I can't be asked to eat it makes me feel fat.
Fourth and fith I couldn't explain if I tried,
It was probably boring and some slut probably lied.
I walk home with my sister like I do everyday,
She's talking about something but my mind strays away.
We get home And I'm tired as fuck,
My arms are heavy and I can barely stand up.
My sister goes downstairs and I'm alone in my room,
I text a few people but i feel shitty too.
I go to the bathroom and root around,
I look in the drawer and what have I found?.
A shiny new razor never been used,
I rip the plastic off what have I got to loose?
I feel so numb as the blood flows out,
My wrists drip blood and I don't even shout.
I slice my thighs to numb my pain,
Then I slice my wrists again and again.
But the pain floods back dull and hard,
So I pull my sleeves down and go to the park.
I take a bottle of vodka so I can forget it all,
I drink alot and I walk into a wall.
I pull up my sleeves and examine my arms,
I wish I could hurt myself without leaving scars.
Then again nobody notices and then when they do,
They walk off and pretend they don't even know you.
I walk back home when it's dark and cold,
Mum won't say shit I never do as I'm told.

I climb into bed shaking and crying,
"I'm fine"I wisper but why am I lying?.
No one can hear me no one would care,
When I cry to my friends they act like I'm not there.
I remember once when I was really low,
I saw a bottle of vallium and gave it a go.
I took about ten and woke up at the hospital,
But my dad wasn't there I knew he wouldn't care at all.
So when I feel low and I want to give up,
I'll get a bottle of vallium and water in a cup.
Tags: Suicide, Death, Depression]]>
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Story: My life by DarkMoon
Let's beginning by the fact that I got a bad relation with my dad,even if I was young I understood that he just wanted to play but I wasn't enjoying his game and at the and of every game I was crying and he was screaming at me because of this,is it right or wrong to be mad against someone crying because of you cause you hurt this someone?

Anyway,I was 7 or 8 years old when I start getting bullied,I clearly remember one day,the birthday of a girl who was one of the people who was bullying me,she convinced everyone to stop talking to me and do not be my friend.. what about a cute and nice girl. But it did not bother me, I wasn't care cause I was fine alone or with friends,and she clearly see it so she came with everyone,I was drawing ,and she took the paper laughed at it,tore it and threw it at me.. and it didn't stop for 7years or my life I get bullyied. I get into depression but not to much it wasn't so bad..not yet.

I moved to another city and another school,I got some friends and I wasn't so depressed I got some health problems for a time I was often taken to the emergency because of my suicide attempt my parents never knew that I was so sick because of all those pills that I took. After this period I was fine a friend,let's call him Dan cause he will reappear after,He often took me to the movies,he was a really good friend, after a good period, cames the bad one.. Some people began to spread false rumors about me Very quickly I became a target of mockery and insults. But I Was Fine. Then our dear Dan reappeared and tell me that it will helps me to go out and he took me to the movie..in the room There were not many people,during the film he took my hand,then he start just came closer and stay by my side I thought it was to comfort me.. but I was Totally Wrong! I start crying because the film makes me think about the shit that happens in the last days,so he just took my face and he kissed me,I was confused I didn't understand why? But I did not have the strength to push him away, but then he put one of his hands on my thigh then I started to realize what was happening he start touching my chest and I was totally afraid I was telling him to stop while trying to defend me, but I wasn't strong enough he directed his hand between my legs and I was crying and trying,then I don't know why he just stopped by himself and tells me that he was sorry I was so afraid I took my stuff and left the room,entre in the bathroom and at this moment start crying so hard I did my first <<crisis>>,I perfectly remember all the scene and how I throw my green back pack,I came back home never tell this again to no one else. So let me tell you what's the <<crisis>> basically is like.. it starts when I start crying for no reason and start saying to myself that I don't want to stay alive.. that I wish I never get born, Then I start remembering the people who were bullying me and how they treat me I start remembering how my father treat me and start thinking a bout the movie.. and it get worst and that's what make me start selfharming.. I get really into depression and past a soo bad year.. One day I felt ready to end it all I filled a bath and enter with all my clothes,I was into a <<crisis>> I took a little blade and I was ready really but I start crying so hard and I just did 2 cuts..after that depression was so present in my life.In the same period I lost my bestfriend.. then I moved again and changed school..but in the new school exept have met really good friends I met someone who changed my life He helped me overcome my depression and my problems, were now together and even if sometimes depression reaper she doesn't stay too long and disappear just like she reappeared, I don't know if that's just a really really good period or not, but I hope it will stay.cause.. I Am Fine.
Tags: Life Story, Depression, Death]]>
Wed, 26 Jul 2017 21:25:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/CAQnQeSf74s/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3318
Let's beginning by the fact that I got a bad relation with my dad,even if I was young I understood that he just wanted to play but I wasn't enjoying his game and at the and of every game I was crying and he was screaming at me because of this,is it right or wrong to be mad against someone crying because of you cause you hurt this someone?

Anyway,I was 7 or 8 years old when I start getting bullied,I clearly remember one day,the birthday of a girl who was one of the people who was bullying me,she convinced everyone to stop talking to me and do not be my friend.. what about a cute and nice girl. But it did not bother me, I wasn't care cause I was fine alone or with friends,and she clearly see it so she came with everyone,I was drawing ,and she took the paper laughed at it,tore it and threw it at me.. and it didn't stop for 7years or my life I get bullyied. I get into depression but not to much it wasn't so bad..not yet.

I moved to another city and another school,I got some friends and I wasn't so depressed I got some health problems for a time I was often taken to the emergency because of my suicide attempt my parents never knew that I was so sick because of all those pills that I took. After this period I was fine a friend,let's call him Dan cause he will reappear after,He often took me to the movies,he was a really good friend, after a good period, cames the bad one.. Some people began to spread false rumors about me Very quickly I became a target of mockery and insults. But I Was Fine. Then our dear Dan reappeared and tell me that it will helps me to go out and he took me to the movie..in the room There were not many people,during the film he took my hand,then he start just came closer and stay by my side I thought it was to comfort me.. but I was Totally Wrong! I start crying because the film makes me think about the shit that happens in the last days,so he just took my face and he kissed me,I was confused I didn't understand why? But I did not have the strength to push him away, but then he put one of his hands on my thigh then I started to realize what was happening he start touching my chest and I was totally afraid I was telling him to stop while trying to defend me, but I wasn't strong enough he directed his hand between my legs and I was crying and trying,then I don't know why he just stopped by himself and tells me that he was sorry I was so afraid I took my stuff and left the room,entre in the bathroom and at this moment start crying so hard I did my first <<crisis>>,I perfectly remember all the scene and how I throw my green back pack,I came back home never tell this again to no one else. So let me tell you what's the <<crisis>> basically is like.. it starts when I start crying for no reason and start saying to myself that I don't want to stay alive.. that I wish I never get born, Then I start remembering the people who were bullying me and how they treat me I start remembering how my father treat me and start thinking a bout the movie.. and it get worst and that's what make me start selfharming.. I get really into depression and past a soo bad year.. One day I felt ready to end it all I filled a bath and enter with all my clothes,I was into a <<crisis>> I took a little blade and I was ready really but I start crying so hard and I just did 2 cuts..after that depression was so present in my life.In the same period I lost my bestfriend.. then I moved again and changed school..but in the new school exept have met really good friends I met someone who changed my life He helped me overcome my depression and my problems, were now together and even if sometimes depression reaper she doesn't stay too long and disappear just like she reappeared, I don't know if that's just a really really good period or not, but I hope it will stay.cause.. I Am Fine.
Tags: Life Story, Depression, Death]]>
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Poem: Love by cookie lost was all but the love within
the passion between two lovers so dear
would soon be nothing but hidden by fear

to this day the blood still stains
pouring down like velvet rains
take an angel away
and leave the sinner who swore he'd stay

so gone is as gone does
i love that girl for who she was
took my life but thats okey
ill end up holding her anyway

up in heaven shine the lights
with streaks of golden shining bright
stood this couple with crippled hands
a broken woman and her lost man.
Tags: Depressing, Sad, Selfharm, Suicide, Dark]]>
Wed, 26 Jul 2017 01:15:07 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/OsZOKdfpRl4/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3805 lost was all but the love within
the passion between two lovers so dear
would soon be nothing but hidden by fear

to this day the blood still stains
pouring down like velvet rains
take an angel away
and leave the sinner who swore he'd stay

so gone is as gone does
i love that girl for who she was
took my life but thats okey
ill end up holding her anyway

up in heaven shine the lights
with streaks of golden shining bright
stood this couple with crippled hands
a broken woman and her lost man.
Tags: Depressing, Sad, Selfharm, Suicide, Dark]]>
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Story: Everything I Wish I Could Tell You by Chandler Jones
I finally realized that I fell for who I thought you were and tried too hard to make you into someone you clearly didn’t wanna be. I was so blindsided by my feelings that I didn’t see all of the red flags that I wasn’t what you wanted from the beginning. I put too much effort into trying to make sure you were happy with me, which I guess I know now wasn’t ever true.

It’s kind of ironic that you asked to be friends with benefits, after you spent so much time complaining about how all we did was hook up and didn’t talk enough. The main reason I’m mad about how everything ended is because you just assumed that I was SOOO whipped for you that I would be okay with basically being your booty call and there for your convenience while you hooked up with other girls. With our communication problem, I would constantly try to talk to you because I wanted an actual relationship with you, which I think is normal for someone to want when they saw what I saw in you. I wanted you to feel comfortable with coming to me when you were sad or stressed and just letting me be there for you. It's crazy how much I cared about you, honestly. I wanted to spoil you for your birthday and go watch all your football games. I wanted to be able to talk about everything together and for you one day to tell me about stuff like your mom. I wanted it all with you, but mostly I just wanted us to have fun together, make happy memories and grow up together for awhile. But I guess that wasn’t enough… I guess I wasn’t enough.

Maybe we weren't perfect but we weren't expected to be because this is high school. I think about all the good things with us too and it makes me want to go running back to you, every time. I loved you but there's no point in loving someone who doesn't feel the same way. I deserve someone that actually wants to be with me and is willing to go through ups and downs to be together. I can’t believe how pathetic I was to spend hours worrying about us or waiting for you to respond. You made me feel so insecure about myself and unimportant to you with all the inconsistent feelings you gave me. Being with you was lonely. I just wanted to be a part of your life and you closed me off from it a lot of the time. You were literally too ashamed of being with me to even let me meet your dad. It just wasn't healthy whatsoever and maybe we were too immature for this or it would have been different if you actually wanted me. I’m not saying I don’t miss us because I do, everyday, but I wish I didn’t because there’s no point in missing someone who doesn’t miss you back.
I felt like you never really put effort into telling me what you wanted and I guess I should’ve taken hints from things like you ditching my birthday plans to go to a party or kissing another girl while I wasn’t there. I don’t know why I didn’t just end things after the party bus because someone that genuinely wanted to be with me and also respected me would never have put me through that. Everyday after you kissed that girl, it was always in the back of my head - you kissing a girl the same way you had always kissed me, which still hurts.
But this relationship did teach me a lot, it taught me what kind of guy I actually deserved. You gave me a distraction from all the pain I went through daily at ****** and you taught me how to be with just one person and how special that can be. You also showed me how important it is to keep my guard up because you gave me my first heartbreak. Yeah, I don't know if I want you in my life right now and I honestly don't know when I will because you damaged me, you changed me for the better but also fucked me over in a lot of other ways. I just feel so stupid for fighting to make this work with you for so long; that's what I regret more than anything is putting in so much effort for someone to be with me when they were clearly pulling away.

I still hear certain songs or drive by places and remember always holding hands, your smile, or the comfort of just having you, and it breaks me apart. Sometimes, I miss your presence and being in your arms. But sometimes, I wish I could forget about all of it and not feel anything when I see you. You were a big part of my life, you were even before this thing and you still are. I genuinely want the best for you like I always have. I am kind of upset right now but I still want you to find exactly what you're looking for because you made it clear that it wasn't me. I just hope you let someone into your life one day and accept that they care about you because I really did. I want you to know that I will always be here for you, even if I hate you or we haven’t talked in two years, I just want you to know that. I’m sorry for everything I did wrong and I would take a lot of it back if I ever had the chance. I should’ve stayed that fun girl that wanted to go out every weekend with you. I don't wanna lose you as a person in my life forever and maybe us talking about this right now will help me get to a place where we can go back to before all of this because you were someone I wanted to be around, things were so much easier then, and “us” didn’t exist. I just need to accept everything that has happened and how you actually feel about me.
Tags: Love Hurts, Heartbreak, Heartbroken, Heartache, High School, Lost Love]]>
Tue, 25 Jul 2017 21:20:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/awi0BhWmxR0/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3316
I finally realized that I fell for who I thought you were and tried too hard to make you into someone you clearly didn’t wanna be. I was so blindsided by my feelings that I didn’t see all of the red flags that I wasn’t what you wanted from the beginning. I put too much effort into trying to make sure you were happy with me, which I guess I know now wasn’t ever true.

It’s kind of ironic that you asked to be friends with benefits, after you spent so much time complaining about how all we did was hook up and didn’t talk enough. The main reason I’m mad about how everything ended is because you just assumed that I was SOOO whipped for you that I would be okay with basically being your booty call and there for your convenience while you hooked up with other girls. With our communication problem, I would constantly try to talk to you because I wanted an actual relationship with you, which I think is normal for someone to want when they saw what I saw in you. I wanted you to feel comfortable with coming to me when you were sad or stressed and just letting me be there for you. It's crazy how much I cared about you, honestly. I wanted to spoil you for your birthday and go watch all your football games. I wanted to be able to talk about everything together and for you one day to tell me about stuff like your mom. I wanted it all with you, but mostly I just wanted us to have fun together, make happy memories and grow up together for awhile. But I guess that wasn’t enough… I guess I wasn’t enough.

Maybe we weren't perfect but we weren't expected to be because this is high school. I think about all the good things with us too and it makes me want to go running back to you, every time. I loved you but there's no point in loving someone who doesn't feel the same way. I deserve someone that actually wants to be with me and is willing to go through ups and downs to be together. I can’t believe how pathetic I was to spend hours worrying about us or waiting for you to respond. You made me feel so insecure about myself and unimportant to you with all the inconsistent feelings you gave me. Being with you was lonely. I just wanted to be a part of your life and you closed me off from it a lot of the time. You were literally too ashamed of being with me to even let me meet your dad. It just wasn't healthy whatsoever and maybe we were too immature for this or it would have been different if you actually wanted me. I’m not saying I don’t miss us because I do, everyday, but I wish I didn’t because there’s no point in missing someone who doesn’t miss you back.
I felt like you never really put effort into telling me what you wanted and I guess I should’ve taken hints from things like you ditching my birthday plans to go to a party or kissing another girl while I wasn’t there. I don’t know why I didn’t just end things after the party bus because someone that genuinely wanted to be with me and also respected me would never have put me through that. Everyday after you kissed that girl, it was always in the back of my head - you kissing a girl the same way you had always kissed me, which still hurts.
But this relationship did teach me a lot, it taught me what kind of guy I actually deserved. You gave me a distraction from all the pain I went through daily at ****** and you taught me how to be with just one person and how special that can be. You also showed me how important it is to keep my guard up because you gave me my first heartbreak. Yeah, I don't know if I want you in my life right now and I honestly don't know when I will because you damaged me, you changed me for the better but also fucked me over in a lot of other ways. I just feel so stupid for fighting to make this work with you for so long; that's what I regret more than anything is putting in so much effort for someone to be with me when they were clearly pulling away.

I still hear certain songs or drive by places and remember always holding hands, your smile, or the comfort of just having you, and it breaks me apart. Sometimes, I miss your presence and being in your arms. But sometimes, I wish I could forget about all of it and not feel anything when I see you. You were a big part of my life, you were even before this thing and you still are. I genuinely want the best for you like I always have. I am kind of upset right now but I still want you to find exactly what you're looking for because you made it clear that it wasn't me. I just hope you let someone into your life one day and accept that they care about you because I really did. I want you to know that I will always be here for you, even if I hate you or we haven’t talked in two years, I just want you to know that. I’m sorry for everything I did wrong and I would take a lot of it back if I ever had the chance. I should’ve stayed that fun girl that wanted to go out every weekend with you. I don't wanna lose you as a person in my life forever and maybe us talking about this right now will help me get to a place where we can go back to before all of this because you were someone I wanted to be around, things were so much easier then, and “us” didn’t exist. I just need to accept everything that has happened and how you actually feel about me.
Tags: Love Hurts, Heartbreak, Heartbroken, Heartache, High School, Lost Love]]>
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Poem: Anesthesia by cookie her lips were soft and flooded mine with laughter
her smile her eyes
she was everything that i was after

long talks and late nights
fought for what i saw in the lights
the beauty and her eagerness
that only wanted to destroy me

now im left with blood stains and teardrops
with memories of that day
that poor old jane doe
decided to take her life away.
Tags: Depression, Suicide, Self Harm, Death, Sad, Love]]>
Tue, 25 Jul 2017 01:10:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/1Qc-ZeJ5XEY/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3804 her lips were soft and flooded mine with laughter
her smile her eyes
she was everything that i was after

long talks and late nights
fought for what i saw in the lights
the beauty and her eagerness
that only wanted to destroy me

now im left with blood stains and teardrops
with memories of that day
that poor old jane doe
decided to take her life away.
Tags: Depression, Suicide, Self Harm, Death, Sad, Love]]>
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Story: MEGAN'S STORY by sarah j clawson Megan Meier
His name was Josh Evans. He was 16 years old. And he was hot.

"Mom! Mom! Mom! Look at him!" Tina Meier recalls her daughter saying.

Josh had contacted Megan Meier through her MySpace page and wanted to be added as a friend. Yes, he's cute, Tina Meier told her daughter. "Do you know who he is?"

"No, but look at him! He's hot! Please, please, can I add him?"

Mom said yes. And for six weeks Megan and Josh - under Tina's watchful eye - became acquainted in the virtual world of MySpace.

Josh said he was born in Florida and recently had moved to O'Fallon. He was homeschooled. He played the guitar and drums.

He was from a broken home: "when i was 7 my dad left me and my mom and my older brother and my newborn brother 3 boys god i know poor mom yeah she had such a hard time when we were younger finding work to pay for us after he left."

As for 13-year-old Megan, of Dardenne Prairie, this is how she expressed who she was:

M is for Modern

E is for Enthusiastic

G is for Goofy

A is for Alluring

N is for Neglected.

She loved swimming, boating, fishing, dogs, rap music and boys. But her life had not always been easy, her mother says.

She was heavy and for years had tried to lose weight. She had attention deficit disorder and battled depression. Back in third grade she had talked about suicide, Tina says, and ever since had seen a therapist.

But things were going exceptionally well. She had shed 20 pounds, getting down to 175. She was 5 foot 5½ inches tall.

She had just started eighth grade at a new school, Immaculate Conception, in Dardenne Prairie, where she was on the volleyball team. She had attended Fort Zumwalt public schools before that.

Amid all these positives, Tina says, her daughter decided to end a friendship with a girlfriend who lived down the street from them. The girls had spent much of seventh grade alternating between being friends and, the next day, not being friends, Tina says.

Part of the reason for Megan's rosy outlook was Josh, Tina says. After school, Megan would rush to the computer.

"Megan had a lifelong struggle with weight and self-esteem," Tina says. "And now she finally had a boy who she thought really thought she was pretty."

It did seem odd, Tina says, that Josh never asked for Megan's phone number. And when Megan asked for his, she says, Josh said he didn't have a cell and his mother did not yet have a landline.

And then on Sunday, Oct. 15, 2006, Megan received a puzzling and disturbing message from Josh. Tina recalls that it said: "I don't know if I want to be friends with you anymore because I've heard that you are not very nice to your friends."

Frantic, Megan shot back: "What are you talking about?"

SHADOWY CYBERSPACE

Tina Meier was wary of the cyber-world of MySpace and its 70 million users. People are not always who they say they are.

Tina knew firsthand. Megan and the girl down the block, the former friend, once had created a fake MySpace account, using the photo of a good-looking girl as a way to talk to boys online, Tina says. When Tina found out, she ended Megan's access.

MySpace has rules. A lot of them. There are nine pages of terms and conditions. The long list of prohibited content includes sexual material. And users must be at least 14.

"Are you joking?" Tina asks. "There are fifth-grade girls who have MySpace accounts."

As for sexual content, Tina says, most parents have no clue how much there is. And Megan wasn't 14 when she opened her account. To join, you are asked your age but there is no check. The accounts are free.

As Megan's 14th birthday approached, she pleaded for her mom to give her another chance on MySpace, and Tina relented.

She told Megan she would be all over this account, monitoring it. Megan didn't always make good choices because of her ADD, Tina says. And this time, Megan's page would be set to private and only Mom and Dad would have the password.

GOD-AWFUL FEELING

Monday, Oct. 16, 2006, was a rainy, bleak day. At school, Megan had handed out invitations to her upcoming birthday party and when she got home she asked her mother to log on to MySpace to see if Josh had responded.

Why did he suddenly think she was mean? Who had he been talking to?

Tina signed on. But she was in a hurry. She had to take her younger daughter, Allison, to the orthodontist.

Before Tina could get out the door it was clear Megan was upset. Josh still was sending troubling messages. And he apparently had shared some of Megan's messages with others.

Tina recalled telling Megan to sign off.

"I will Mom," Megan said. "Let me finish up."

Tina was pressed for time. She had to go. But once at the orthodontist's office she called Megan: Did you sign off?

"No, Mom. They are all being so mean to me."

"You are not listening to me, Megan! Sign off, now!"

Fifteen minutes later, Megan called her mother. By now Megan was in tears.

"They are posting bulletins about me." A bulletin is like a survey. "Megan Meier is a slut. Megan Meier is fat."

Megan was sobbing hysterically. Tina was furious that she had not signed off.

Once Tina returned home she rushed into the basement where the computer was. Tina was shocked at the vulgar language her daughter was firing back at people.

"I am so aggravated at you for doing this!" she told Megan.

Megan ran from the computer and left, but not without first telling Tina, "You're supposed to be my mom! You're supposed to be on my side!"

On the stairway leading to her second-story bedroom, Megan ran into her father, Ron.

"I grabbed her as she tried to go by," Ron says. "She told me that some kids were saying horrible stuff about her and she didn't understand why. I told her it's OK. I told her that they obviously don't know her. And that it would be fine."

Megan went to her room and Ron went downstairs to the kitchen, where he and Tina talked about what had happened, the MySpace account, and made dinner.

Twenty minutes later, Tina suddenly froze in mid-sentence.

"I had this God-awful feeling and I ran up into her room and she had hung herself in the closet."

Megan Taylor Meier died the next day, three weeks before her 14th birthday.

Later that day, Ron opened his daughter's MySpace account and viewed what he believes to be the final message Megan saw - one the FBI would be unable to retrieve from the hard drive.

It was from Josh and, according to Ron's best recollection, it said, "Everybody in O'Fallon knows how you are. You are a bad person and everybody hates you. Have a shitty rest of your life. The world would be a better place without you."

BEYOND GRIEF INTO FURY

Tina and Ron saw a grief counselor. Tina went to a couple of Parents After Loss of Suicide meetings, as well.

They tried to message Josh Evans, to let him know the deadly power of mean words. But his MySpace account had been deleted.

The day after Megan's death, they went down the street to comfort the family of the girl who had once been Megan's friend. They let the girl and her family know that although she and Megan had their ups and down, Megan valued her friendship.

They also attended the girl's birthday party, although Ron had to leave when it came time to sing "Happy Birthday." The Meiers went to the father's 50th birthday celebration. In addition, the Meiers stored a foosball table, a Christmas gift, for that family.

Six weeks after Megan died, on a Saturday morning, a neighbor down the street, a different neighbor, one they didn't know well, called and insisted that they meet that morning at a counselor's office in northern O'Fallon.

The woman would not provide details. Ron and Tina went. Their grief counselor was there. As well as a counselor from Fort Zumwalt West Middle School.

The neighbor from down the street, a single mom with a daughter the same age as Megan, informed the Meiers that Josh Evans never existed.

She told the Meiers that Josh Evans was created by adults, a family on their block. These adults, she told the Meiers, were the parents of Megan's former girlfriend, the one with whom she had a falling out. These were the people who'd asked the Meiers to store their foosball table.

The single mother, for this story, requested that her name not be used. She said her daughter, who had carpooled with the family that was involved in creating the phony MySpace account, had the password to the Josh Evans account and had sent one message - the one Megan received (and later retrieved off the hard drive) the night before she took her life.

"She had been encouraged to join in the joke," the single mother said.

The single mother said her daughter feels the guilt of not saying something sooner and for writing that message. Her daughter didn't speak out sooner because she'd known the other family for years and thought that what they were doing must be OK because, after all, they were trusted adults.

On the night the ambulance came for Megan, the single mother said, before it left the Meiers' house her daughter received a call. It was the woman behind the creation of the Josh Evans account. She had called to tell the girl that something had happened to Megan and advised the girl not to mention the MySpace account.

AX AND SLEDGEHAMMER

The Meiers went home and tore into the foosball table.

Tina used an ax and Ron a sledgehammer. They put the pieces in Ron's pickup and dumped them in their neighbor's driveway. Tina spray painted "Merry Christmas" on the box.

According to Tina, Megan had gone on vacations with this family. They knew how she struggled with depression, that she took medication.

"I know that they did not physically come up to our house and tie a belt around her neck," Tina says. "But when adults are involved and continue to screw with a 13-year-old - with or without mental problems - it is absolutely vile.

"She wanted to get Megan to feel like she was liked by a boy and let everyone know this was a false MySpace and have everyone laugh at her.

"I don't feel their intentions were for her to kill herself. But that's how it ended."

GAINING MEGAN'S CONFIDENCE

That same day, the family down the street tried to talk to the Meiers. Ron asked friends to convince them to leave before he physically harmed them.

In a letter dated Nov. 30, 2006, the family tells Ron and Tina, "We are sorry for the extreme pain you are going through and can only imagine how difficult it must be. We have every compassion for you and your family."

The Suburban Journals have decided not to name the family out of consideration for their teenage daughter.

The mother declined comment.

"I have been advised not to give out any information and I apologize for that," she says. "I would love to sit here and talk to you about it but I can't."

She was informed that without her direct comment the newspaper would rely heavily on the police report she filed with the St. Charles County Sheriff's Department regarding the destroyed foosball table.

"I will tell you that the police report is totally wrong," the mother said. "We have worked on getting that changed. I would just be very careful about what you write."

Lt. Craig McGuire, spokesman for the sheriff's department, said he is unaware of anyone contacting the department to alter the report.

"We stand behind the report as written," McGuire says. "There was no supplement to it. What is in the report is what we believe she told us."

The police report - without using the mother's name - states:

"(She) stated in the months leading up Meier's daughter's suicide, she instigated and monitored a 'my space' account which was created for the sole purpose of communicating with Meier's daughter.

"(She) said she, with the help of temporary employee named ------ constructed a profile of 'good looking' male on 'my space' in order to 'find out what Megan (Meier's daughter) was saying on-line' about her daughter. (She) explained the communication between the fake male profile and Megan was aimed at gaining Megan's confidence and finding out what Megan felt about her daughter and other people.

"(She) stated she, her daughter and (the temporary employee) all typed, read and monitored the communication between the fake male profile and Megan …..

"According to (her) 'somehow' other 'my space' users were able to access the fake male profile and Megan found out she had been duped. (She) stated she knew 'arguments' had broken out between Megan and others on 'my space.' (She) felt this incident contributed to Megan's suicide, but she did not feel 'as guilty' because at the funeral she found out 'Megan had tried to commit suicide before.'"

Tina says her daughter died thinking Josh was real and that she never before attempted suicide.

"She was the happiest she had ever been in her life," Ron says.

After years of wearing braces, Megan was scheduled to have them removed the day she died. And she was looking forward to her birthday party.

"She and her mom went shopping and bought a new dress," Ron says. "She wanted to make this grand entrance with me carrying her down the stairs. I never got to see her in that dress until the funeral."

NO CRIMINAL CHARGES

It does not appear that there will be criminal charges filed in connection with Megan's death.

"We did not have a charge to fit it," McGuire says. "I don't know that anybody can sit down and say, 'This is why this young girl took her life.'"

The Meiers say the matter also was investigated by the FBI, which analyzed the family computer and conducted interviews. Ron said a stumbling block is that the FBI was unable to retrieve the electronic messages from Megan's final day, including that final message that only Ron saw.

The Meier's do not plan to file a civil lawsuit. Here's what they want: They want the law changed, state or federal, so that what happened to Megan - at the hands of an adult - is a crime.

THE AFTERMATH IS PAIN

The Meiers are divorcing. Ron says Tina was as vigilant as a parent could be in monitoring Megan on MySpace. Yet she blames herself.

"I have this awful, horrible guilt and this I can never change," she said. "Ever."

Ron struggles daily with the loss of a daughter who, no matter how low she felt, tried to make others laugh and feel a little bit better.

He has difficulty maintaining focus and has kept his job as a tool and die maker through the grace and understanding of his employer, he says. His emotions remain jagged, on edge.

Christine Buckles lives in the same Waterford Crossing subdivision. In her view, everyone in the subdivision knows of Megan's death, but few know of the other family's involvement.

Tina says she and Ron have dissuaded angry friends and family members from vandalizing the other home for one, and only one, reason.

"The police will think we did it," Tina says.

Ron faces a misdemeanor charge of property damage. He is accused of driving his truck across the lawn of the family down the street, doing $1,000 in damage, in March. A security camera the neighbors installed on their home allegedly caught him.

It was Tina, a real estate agent, who helped the other family purchase their home on the same block 2½ years ago.

"I just wish they would go away, move," Ron says.

Vicki Dunn, Tina's aunt, last month placed signs in and near the neighborhood on the anniversary of Megan's death.

They read: "Justice for Megan Meier," "Call the St. Charles County Prosecuting Attorney," and "MySpace Impersonator in Your Neighborhood."

On the window outside Megan's room is an ornamental angel that Ron turns on almost every night. Inside are pictures of boys, posters of Usher, Beyonce and on the dresser a tube of instant bronzer.

"She was all about getting a tan," Ron says.

He has placed the doors back on the closet. Megan had them off.

If only she had waited, talked to someone, or just made it to dinner, then through the evening, and then on to the beginning of a new day in what could have been a remarkable life.

If she had, he says, there is no doubt she would have chosen to live. Instead, there is so much pain.

"She never would have wanted to see her parents divorce," Ron says.

Ultimately, it was Megan's choice to do what she did, he says. "But it was like someone handed her a loaded gun."
Tags: Sadness, Bullied, Hatred, Suicide, Divorce]]>
Mon, 24 Jul 2017 21:15:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/INNFs92E-74/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3313 Megan Meier
His name was Josh Evans. He was 16 years old. And he was hot.

"Mom! Mom! Mom! Look at him!" Tina Meier recalls her daughter saying.

Josh had contacted Megan Meier through her MySpace page and wanted to be added as a friend. Yes, he's cute, Tina Meier told her daughter. "Do you know who he is?"

"No, but look at him! He's hot! Please, please, can I add him?"

Mom said yes. And for six weeks Megan and Josh - under Tina's watchful eye - became acquainted in the virtual world of MySpace.

Josh said he was born in Florida and recently had moved to O'Fallon. He was homeschooled. He played the guitar and drums.

He was from a broken home: "when i was 7 my dad left me and my mom and my older brother and my newborn brother 3 boys god i know poor mom yeah she had such a hard time when we were younger finding work to pay for us after he left."

As for 13-year-old Megan, of Dardenne Prairie, this is how she expressed who she was:

M is for Modern

E is for Enthusiastic

G is for Goofy

A is for Alluring

N is for Neglected.

She loved swimming, boating, fishing, dogs, rap music and boys. But her life had not always been easy, her mother says.

She was heavy and for years had tried to lose weight. She had attention deficit disorder and battled depression. Back in third grade she had talked about suicide, Tina says, and ever since had seen a therapist.

But things were going exceptionally well. She had shed 20 pounds, getting down to 175. She was 5 foot 5½ inches tall.

She had just started eighth grade at a new school, Immaculate Conception, in Dardenne Prairie, where she was on the volleyball team. She had attended Fort Zumwalt public schools before that.

Amid all these positives, Tina says, her daughter decided to end a friendship with a girlfriend who lived down the street from them. The girls had spent much of seventh grade alternating between being friends and, the next day, not being friends, Tina says.

Part of the reason for Megan's rosy outlook was Josh, Tina says. After school, Megan would rush to the computer.

"Megan had a lifelong struggle with weight and self-esteem," Tina says. "And now she finally had a boy who she thought really thought she was pretty."

It did seem odd, Tina says, that Josh never asked for Megan's phone number. And when Megan asked for his, she says, Josh said he didn't have a cell and his mother did not yet have a landline.

And then on Sunday, Oct. 15, 2006, Megan received a puzzling and disturbing message from Josh. Tina recalls that it said: "I don't know if I want to be friends with you anymore because I've heard that you are not very nice to your friends."

Frantic, Megan shot back: "What are you talking about?"

SHADOWY CYBERSPACE

Tina Meier was wary of the cyber-world of MySpace and its 70 million users. People are not always who they say they are.

Tina knew firsthand. Megan and the girl down the block, the former friend, once had created a fake MySpace account, using the photo of a good-looking girl as a way to talk to boys online, Tina says. When Tina found out, she ended Megan's access.

MySpace has rules. A lot of them. There are nine pages of terms and conditions. The long list of prohibited content includes sexual material. And users must be at least 14.

"Are you joking?" Tina asks. "There are fifth-grade girls who have MySpace accounts."

As for sexual content, Tina says, most parents have no clue how much there is. And Megan wasn't 14 when she opened her account. To join, you are asked your age but there is no check. The accounts are free.

As Megan's 14th birthday approached, she pleaded for her mom to give her another chance on MySpace, and Tina relented.

She told Megan she would be all over this account, monitoring it. Megan didn't always make good choices because of her ADD, Tina says. And this time, Megan's page would be set to private and only Mom and Dad would have the password.

GOD-AWFUL FEELING

Monday, Oct. 16, 2006, was a rainy, bleak day. At school, Megan had handed out invitations to her upcoming birthday party and when she got home she asked her mother to log on to MySpace to see if Josh had responded.

Why did he suddenly think she was mean? Who had he been talking to?

Tina signed on. But she was in a hurry. She had to take her younger daughter, Allison, to the orthodontist.

Before Tina could get out the door it was clear Megan was upset. Josh still was sending troubling messages. And he apparently had shared some of Megan's messages with others.

Tina recalled telling Megan to sign off.

"I will Mom," Megan said. "Let me finish up."

Tina was pressed for time. She had to go. But once at the orthodontist's office she called Megan: Did you sign off?

"No, Mom. They are all being so mean to me."

"You are not listening to me, Megan! Sign off, now!"

Fifteen minutes later, Megan called her mother. By now Megan was in tears.

"They are posting bulletins about me." A bulletin is like a survey. "Megan Meier is a slut. Megan Meier is fat."

Megan was sobbing hysterically. Tina was furious that she had not signed off.

Once Tina returned home she rushed into the basement where the computer was. Tina was shocked at the vulgar language her daughter was firing back at people.

"I am so aggravated at you for doing this!" she told Megan.

Megan ran from the computer and left, but not without first telling Tina, "You're supposed to be my mom! You're supposed to be on my side!"

On the stairway leading to her second-story bedroom, Megan ran into her father, Ron.

"I grabbed her as she tried to go by," Ron says. "She told me that some kids were saying horrible stuff about her and she didn't understand why. I told her it's OK. I told her that they obviously don't know her. And that it would be fine."

Megan went to her room and Ron went downstairs to the kitchen, where he and Tina talked about what had happened, the MySpace account, and made dinner.

Twenty minutes later, Tina suddenly froze in mid-sentence.

"I had this God-awful feeling and I ran up into her room and she had hung herself in the closet."

Megan Taylor Meier died the next day, three weeks before her 14th birthday.

Later that day, Ron opened his daughter's MySpace account and viewed what he believes to be the final message Megan saw - one the FBI would be unable to retrieve from the hard drive.

It was from Josh and, according to Ron's best recollection, it said, "Everybody in O'Fallon knows how you are. You are a bad person and everybody hates you. Have a shitty rest of your life. The world would be a better place without you."

BEYOND GRIEF INTO FURY

Tina and Ron saw a grief counselor. Tina went to a couple of Parents After Loss of Suicide meetings, as well.

They tried to message Josh Evans, to let him know the deadly power of mean words. But his MySpace account had been deleted.

The day after Megan's death, they went down the street to comfort the family of the girl who had once been Megan's friend. They let the girl and her family know that although she and Megan had their ups and down, Megan valued her friendship.

They also attended the girl's birthday party, although Ron had to leave when it came time to sing "Happy Birthday." The Meiers went to the father's 50th birthday celebration. In addition, the Meiers stored a foosball table, a Christmas gift, for that family.

Six weeks after Megan died, on a Saturday morning, a neighbor down the street, a different neighbor, one they didn't know well, called and insisted that they meet that morning at a counselor's office in northern O'Fallon.

The woman would not provide details. Ron and Tina went. Their grief counselor was there. As well as a counselor from Fort Zumwalt West Middle School.

The neighbor from down the street, a single mom with a daughter the same age as Megan, informed the Meiers that Josh Evans never existed.

She told the Meiers that Josh Evans was created by adults, a family on their block. These adults, she told the Meiers, were the parents of Megan's former girlfriend, the one with whom she had a falling out. These were the people who'd asked the Meiers to store their foosball table.

The single mother, for this story, requested that her name not be used. She said her daughter, who had carpooled with the family that was involved in creating the phony MySpace account, had the password to the Josh Evans account and had sent one message - the one Megan received (and later retrieved off the hard drive) the night before she took her life.

"She had been encouraged to join in the joke," the single mother said.

The single mother said her daughter feels the guilt of not saying something sooner and for writing that message. Her daughter didn't speak out sooner because she'd known the other family for years and thought that what they were doing must be OK because, after all, they were trusted adults.

On the night the ambulance came for Megan, the single mother said, before it left the Meiers' house her daughter received a call. It was the woman behind the creation of the Josh Evans account. She had called to tell the girl that something had happened to Megan and advised the girl not to mention the MySpace account.

AX AND SLEDGEHAMMER

The Meiers went home and tore into the foosball table.

Tina used an ax and Ron a sledgehammer. They put the pieces in Ron's pickup and dumped them in their neighbor's driveway. Tina spray painted "Merry Christmas" on the box.

According to Tina, Megan had gone on vacations with this family. They knew how she struggled with depression, that she took medication.

"I know that they did not physically come up to our house and tie a belt around her neck," Tina says. "But when adults are involved and continue to screw with a 13-year-old - with or without mental problems - it is absolutely vile.

"She wanted to get Megan to feel like she was liked by a boy and let everyone know this was a false MySpace and have everyone laugh at her.

"I don't feel their intentions were for her to kill herself. But that's how it ended."

GAINING MEGAN'S CONFIDENCE

That same day, the family down the street tried to talk to the Meiers. Ron asked friends to convince them to leave before he physically harmed them.

In a letter dated Nov. 30, 2006, the family tells Ron and Tina, "We are sorry for the extreme pain you are going through and can only imagine how difficult it must be. We have every compassion for you and your family."

The Suburban Journals have decided not to name the family out of consideration for their teenage daughter.

The mother declined comment.

"I have been advised not to give out any information and I apologize for that," she says. "I would love to sit here and talk to you about it but I can't."

She was informed that without her direct comment the newspaper would rely heavily on the police report she filed with the St. Charles County Sheriff's Department regarding the destroyed foosball table.

"I will tell you that the police report is totally wrong," the mother said. "We have worked on getting that changed. I would just be very careful about what you write."

Lt. Craig McGuire, spokesman for the sheriff's department, said he is unaware of anyone contacting the department to alter the report.

"We stand behind the report as written," McGuire says. "There was no supplement to it. What is in the report is what we believe she told us."

The police report - without using the mother's name - states:

"(She) stated in the months leading up Meier's daughter's suicide, she instigated and monitored a 'my space' account which was created for the sole purpose of communicating with Meier's daughter.

"(She) said she, with the help of temporary employee named ------ constructed a profile of 'good looking' male on 'my space' in order to 'find out what Megan (Meier's daughter) was saying on-line' about her daughter. (She) explained the communication between the fake male profile and Megan was aimed at gaining Megan's confidence and finding out what Megan felt about her daughter and other people.

"(She) stated she, her daughter and (the temporary employee) all typed, read and monitored the communication between the fake male profile and Megan …..

"According to (her) 'somehow' other 'my space' users were able to access the fake male profile and Megan found out she had been duped. (She) stated she knew 'arguments' had broken out between Megan and others on 'my space.' (She) felt this incident contributed to Megan's suicide, but she did not feel 'as guilty' because at the funeral she found out 'Megan had tried to commit suicide before.'"

Tina says her daughter died thinking Josh was real and that she never before attempted suicide.

"She was the happiest she had ever been in her life," Ron says.

After years of wearing braces, Megan was scheduled to have them removed the day she died. And she was looking forward to her birthday party.

"She and her mom went shopping and bought a new dress," Ron says. "She wanted to make this grand entrance with me carrying her down the stairs. I never got to see her in that dress until the funeral."

NO CRIMINAL CHARGES

It does not appear that there will be criminal charges filed in connection with Megan's death.

"We did not have a charge to fit it," McGuire says. "I don't know that anybody can sit down and say, 'This is why this young girl took her life.'"

The Meiers say the matter also was investigated by the FBI, which analyzed the family computer and conducted interviews. Ron said a stumbling block is that the FBI was unable to retrieve the electronic messages from Megan's final day, including that final message that only Ron saw.

The Meier's do not plan to file a civil lawsuit. Here's what they want: They want the law changed, state or federal, so that what happened to Megan - at the hands of an adult - is a crime.

THE AFTERMATH IS PAIN

The Meiers are divorcing. Ron says Tina was as vigilant as a parent could be in monitoring Megan on MySpace. Yet she blames herself.

"I have this awful, horrible guilt and this I can never change," she said. "Ever."

Ron struggles daily with the loss of a daughter who, no matter how low she felt, tried to make others laugh and feel a little bit better.

He has difficulty maintaining focus and has kept his job as a tool and die maker through the grace and understanding of his employer, he says. His emotions remain jagged, on edge.

Christine Buckles lives in the same Waterford Crossing subdivision. In her view, everyone in the subdivision knows of Megan's death, but few know of the other family's involvement.

Tina says she and Ron have dissuaded angry friends and family members from vandalizing the other home for one, and only one, reason.

"The police will think we did it," Tina says.

Ron faces a misdemeanor charge of property damage. He is accused of driving his truck across the lawn of the family down the street, doing $1,000 in damage, in March. A security camera the neighbors installed on their home allegedly caught him.

It was Tina, a real estate agent, who helped the other family purchase their home on the same block 2½ years ago.

"I just wish they would go away, move," Ron says.

Vicki Dunn, Tina's aunt, last month placed signs in and near the neighborhood on the anniversary of Megan's death.

They read: "Justice for Megan Meier," "Call the St. Charles County Prosecuting Attorney," and "MySpace Impersonator in Your Neighborhood."

On the window outside Megan's room is an ornamental angel that Ron turns on almost every night. Inside are pictures of boys, posters of Usher, Beyonce and on the dresser a tube of instant bronzer.

"She was all about getting a tan," Ron says.

He has placed the doors back on the closet. Megan had them off.

If only she had waited, talked to someone, or just made it to dinner, then through the evening, and then on to the beginning of a new day in what could have been a remarkable life.

If she had, he says, there is no doubt she would have chosen to live. Instead, there is so much pain.

"She never would have wanted to see her parents divorce," Ron says.

Ultimately, it was Megan's choice to do what she did, he says. "But it was like someone handed her a loaded gun."
Tags: Sadness, Bullied, Hatred, Suicide, Divorce]]>
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Picture: Last steps as a couple by Rose H. Together, Him, Moments, Last memory
Tags: Together, Him, Moments, Last Memory]]>
Mon, 24 Jul 2017 07:35:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/IbLg0GcR3kw/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1831 Together, Him, Moments, Last memory
Tags: Together, Him, Moments, Last Memory]]>
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Poem: Immortal by Jack Nowhere to go
Confused, angry
Living not dying
Dying not living
Trapped forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
Seen this, seen that
Hoping not despairing
Despairing not hoping
Forgotten forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go

Flying, drowning
Seeing not blind
Blind not seeing
Running forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
Wandering, waiting
Death not here
Here not Death
Lost forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
My Immortal soul
My soul immortal
Living forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
Tags: Immortal, Lost, Confused]]>
Mon, 24 Jul 2017 01:05:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/GpbLvmZPF4U/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3803 Nowhere to go
Confused, angry
Living not dying
Dying not living
Trapped forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
Seen this, seen that
Hoping not despairing
Despairing not hoping
Forgotten forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go

Flying, drowning
Seeing not blind
Blind not seeing
Running forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
Wandering, waiting
Death not here
Here not Death
Lost forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
My Immortal soul
My soul immortal
Living forever
Walking in circles
Nowhere to go
Tags: Immortal, Lost, Confused]]>
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Story: Broken... by Kade I remember a month after we started to talk me and my girlfriend at that time broke up and I turned to you to talk to about it. Admittedly I had a crush on you for a little while. You were just a mystery to me. You showed alot of emotion yet kept something locked away that I wanted to explore. I didn't take any steps to you till grade 11 because breaking up with her hit hard.

I remember a month after the start of grade 11 I asked you out on a walk that following Saturday at 7pm. We met at the bus terminal downtown and walk to the train bridge. It was your first time walking it. I pointed to you all the little slight seeing parts about it. You look amazed. I remember we jumped the railings and walked on the tracks. The only way you'd do it was if I held you hand. I remember exactly how your hand fit into mine. It was a feeling that I never felt before in my life. A feeling of peace yet a overwhelming urge to protect you. I remember after we made it to the other side you didn't let go. We held hands for the rest of the night till we got back to the bus terminal at midnight. You were late because we lost track of time and where we were. I remember how after that day we grew closer and closer to the point if we weren't in class we would text and at least once a week we did something.

I remember the first time I went to your house. I was a nervous wreck. But you calmed me down and said it was alright. We watched netflix and sat on the sofa in your basement cover in a blanket and just made each other laugh. I remember we slid onto the floor and cuddled for the first time. And for the first time in my life I found something that I wanted to keep forever. I found something that made my life whole. I found love, true love for the first time. I remember you rejected me. You were scared to commit and you said you were sorry. I ignored you for a week. It hurt to think that how close we were and how much you meant to me and I to you that you didn't want to make it official.

I remember when I swallowed my pride and accepted you weren't ready and that I would wait for you. The look on your face made me feel like I've reached heaven. You were again in my grasps and we remained the same. The same two people who were in a relationship that didn't involve kissing or fucking.  A relationship that was between two people. Just two people who had strong feelings for each other. A relationship that was about getting to know each other to the most that we could. I remember when I went off to work for the summer. It was the first time that I would have to go with out seeing you. It was hard I was gone all over the province while you were at home. Then when I came home you were on your family camping trip. I remember the day we spent the day texting each other. It was such a content and relaxing day and how we were talking it felt like you were in my arms. We both ended up falling asleep on each other. When we woke up we told each other it felt like we were together.

I remember when school started back up for grade 12. We chose our classes to be together. I remember walking into sewing and we chose the two stations that were by each other. I was the only boy in that class. I told you I felt insincere about being there, but you told me that it'll all be fine and you believe that I'll do great. I remember when we started to fight. You made a friend that I didn't like. She was far too obnoxious and was always belittling those around her. I didn't say anything to her because I felt it be rude. I remember how mad you got when I told you I didn't like her. We didn't talk for a week and a half. You and her got close and she became you best friend.  You came back and Said that you were sorry for getting mad and that I had a right to have an opinion. I hugged you and said it was alright. I remember when you invited her to a can collecting event with out saying anything to me. I got furious with you and you just said deal with it because I needed the hours to graduate. I remember when I almost broke down and cried in front of you during the collection because I felt so stupid for letting her get in the way again. You held me and said it was alright and it was wrong of her to not have told me. I remeber when your old friend started to spend more time with you.  I started to feel jelouse and angry because he used to like you and you used to like him. I was relaxed around him though, because if it wasn't for me trying to get him mad I wouldn't have ever talked to you. I remember when you started spend more time with both her and him and left me hanging in the wind. I was upset and hurt that you cancelled plans and always said sorry I'll make it up to you next time. I always said it was alright. I remember when we finally got me be alone again. We were in your room and we finished watching the last episode of our show. You wrapped your arms around me and said you missed this. We both pulled close and fell asleep. I remember when she said she didn't agree with what we were and you defended her. I felt truly crushed and hurt. We didn't talk for a week until you said you were wrong. I also said I should have handled it better.

I remember when it started to end. He said that you two should hang out one weekend and drink. And you agreed. You canceled our plans to be with him. It hurt more that anything. I remember when you called and said you had no place to stay. You got dropped off at my grandma's at 1am. You slept on the couch and I took the floor trying to ignore you. I remember when you came down and wrapped your arms around me and said that you were sorry and feel asleep. What you didn't know is that I started to cry and said that I was sorry for getting up set and kissed your forehead.  I remember you're unconscious smile. I remember when we're arguing other the littlest things. We couldn't go two days with out getting mad. It might have been because of the pent up anger between both of us or my petty jealously. I remember when I said we should take a break from talking and seeing each other. You agreed and for a month we'd stop talking. Or so it was supposed to be. During the month you replaced me with him and her. You told her to take mt spot in class. She would always say how much of a mistake she made with me. I remember seeing snaps of you and him together everyday. It all hurt more and more. It felt like you could replace and drop me so fast that maybe you didn't want this anymore. So at the end of the month I ignored you. I over thought everything and decided it was best to stop. Talking completely. I remember how sad and Lonely you looked every morning. I remember getting asked what happened. I remember a month after I said I was sorry and started to talk to you. You lite up and we're so happy that day. Only that day because you started to pick fights over everything. I remember when you got mad at me for apologizing to much. And you said it was over. You couldn't handle it anymore and that I shouldn't talk to you unless it was important.

I remember when you broke my heart. You were the first girl that I ever loved. You were the first person to make me feel at home. You were my dream and goal. You were the first to make me broken...
Tags: Broken, Broken Heart, Love Hurts, Best Friend, Sorry]]>
Sun, 23 Jul 2017 21:10:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/PTVCKnvpnnk/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3309 I remember a month after we started to talk me and my girlfriend at that time broke up and I turned to you to talk to about it. Admittedly I had a crush on you for a little while. You were just a mystery to me. You showed alot of emotion yet kept something locked away that I wanted to explore. I didn't take any steps to you till grade 11 because breaking up with her hit hard.

I remember a month after the start of grade 11 I asked you out on a walk that following Saturday at 7pm. We met at the bus terminal downtown and walk to the train bridge. It was your first time walking it. I pointed to you all the little slight seeing parts about it. You look amazed. I remember we jumped the railings and walked on the tracks. The only way you'd do it was if I held you hand. I remember exactly how your hand fit into mine. It was a feeling that I never felt before in my life. A feeling of peace yet a overwhelming urge to protect you. I remember after we made it to the other side you didn't let go. We held hands for the rest of the night till we got back to the bus terminal at midnight. You were late because we lost track of time and where we were. I remember how after that day we grew closer and closer to the point if we weren't in class we would text and at least once a week we did something.

I remember the first time I went to your house. I was a nervous wreck. But you calmed me down and said it was alright. We watched netflix and sat on the sofa in your basement cover in a blanket and just made each other laugh. I remember we slid onto the floor and cuddled for the first time. And for the first time in my life I found something that I wanted to keep forever. I found something that made my life whole. I found love, true love for the first time. I remember you rejected me. You were scared to commit and you said you were sorry. I ignored you for a week. It hurt to think that how close we were and how much you meant to me and I to you that you didn't want to make it official.

I remember when I swallowed my pride and accepted you weren't ready and that I would wait for you. The look on your face made me feel like I've reached heaven. You were again in my grasps and we remained the same. The same two people who were in a relationship that didn't involve kissing or fucking.  A relationship that was between two people. Just two people who had strong feelings for each other. A relationship that was about getting to know each other to the most that we could. I remember when I went off to work for the summer. It was the first time that I would have to go with out seeing you. It was hard I was gone all over the province while you were at home. Then when I came home you were on your family camping trip. I remember the day we spent the day texting each other. It was such a content and relaxing day and how we were talking it felt like you were in my arms. We both ended up falling asleep on each other. When we woke up we told each other it felt like we were together.

I remember when school started back up for grade 12. We chose our classes to be together. I remember walking into sewing and we chose the two stations that were by each other. I was the only boy in that class. I told you I felt insincere about being there, but you told me that it'll all be fine and you believe that I'll do great. I remember when we started to fight. You made a friend that I didn't like. She was far too obnoxious and was always belittling those around her. I didn't say anything to her because I felt it be rude. I remember how mad you got when I told you I didn't like her. We didn't talk for a week and a half. You and her got close and she became you best friend.  You came back and Said that you were sorry for getting mad and that I had a right to have an opinion. I hugged you and said it was alright. I remember when you invited her to a can collecting event with out saying anything to me. I got furious with you and you just said deal with it because I needed the hours to graduate. I remember when I almost broke down and cried in front of you during the collection because I felt so stupid for letting her get in the way again. You held me and said it was alright and it was wrong of her to not have told me. I remeber when your old friend started to spend more time with you.  I started to feel jelouse and angry because he used to like you and you used to like him. I was relaxed around him though, because if it wasn't for me trying to get him mad I wouldn't have ever talked to you. I remember when you started spend more time with both her and him and left me hanging in the wind. I was upset and hurt that you cancelled plans and always said sorry I'll make it up to you next time. I always said it was alright. I remember when we finally got me be alone again. We were in your room and we finished watching the last episode of our show. You wrapped your arms around me and said you missed this. We both pulled close and fell asleep. I remember when she said she didn't agree with what we were and you defended her. I felt truly crushed and hurt. We didn't talk for a week until you said you were wrong. I also said I should have handled it better.

I remember when it started to end. He said that you two should hang out one weekend and drink. And you agreed. You canceled our plans to be with him. It hurt more that anything. I remember when you called and said you had no place to stay. You got dropped off at my grandma's at 1am. You slept on the couch and I took the floor trying to ignore you. I remember when you came down and wrapped your arms around me and said that you were sorry and feel asleep. What you didn't know is that I started to cry and said that I was sorry for getting up set and kissed your forehead.  I remember you're unconscious smile. I remember when we're arguing other the littlest things. We couldn't go two days with out getting mad. It might have been because of the pent up anger between both of us or my petty jealously. I remember when I said we should take a break from talking and seeing each other. You agreed and for a month we'd stop talking. Or so it was supposed to be. During the month you replaced me with him and her. You told her to take mt spot in class. She would always say how much of a mistake she made with me. I remember seeing snaps of you and him together everyday. It all hurt more and more. It felt like you could replace and drop me so fast that maybe you didn't want this anymore. So at the end of the month I ignored you. I over thought everything and decided it was best to stop. Talking completely. I remember how sad and Lonely you looked every morning. I remember getting asked what happened. I remember a month after I said I was sorry and started to talk to you. You lite up and we're so happy that day. Only that day because you started to pick fights over everything. I remember when you got mad at me for apologizing to much. And you said it was over. You couldn't handle it anymore and that I shouldn't talk to you unless it was important.

I remember when you broke my heart. You were the first girl that I ever loved. You were the first person to make me feel at home. You were my dream and goal. You were the first to make me broken...
Tags: Broken, Broken Heart, Love Hurts, Best Friend, Sorry]]>
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Song: Rootless Tree by Damien Rice &amp; Lisa Hannigan
What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Tags: Hurt, Breakup, Damien Rice]]>
Sun, 02 Jul 2017 22:35:05 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/0Z1TJdqH3Wc/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=239
What I want from you is empty your head
They say be true, don't stain your bed
We do what we need to be free
And it leans on me like a rootless tree

What I want from us is empty our minds
We fake the thoughts, and fracture the times
We go blind when we've needed to see
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out

What I want from this
Is learn to let go
No not of you
Of all that's been told
Killers re-invent and believe
And this leans on me, like a rootless...

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
There's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Of this hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Fuck you, fuck you, love you
And all we've been through
I said leave it, leave it, leave it
It's nothing in you
And if you hate me, hate me, hate me, then hate me so good
That you can let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out, let me out
Let me out, let me out, let me out

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around

Let me out, let me out, let me out
Hell when you're around
Tags: Hurt, Breakup, Damien Rice]]>
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Poem: Today i saw her.. by Akash
I called for her but she didnt notice, now that was strange.

Just because we are not together...
Does that make her forget those romantic rains.

Just a glance, thats what i got
And then she left, i was just looking and was in such a shame

I know she has a life and she is busy .....
But just a call thats all it takes to get me rid of my pain.

I dont show it but i still miss her
But people say cold hearted moron thats what i really am.

I show as those things never hurt , but inside i am so much in pain.

I was so open to you, when you were close, now whom should i share all those things that i have about you and me framed.

I know you no longer care, but your thoughts, your touch, your smile how am i supposed to forget when i am tied in all those chains

Dont worry, i will try and one day i will not miss you maybe thats the day for forever i will faint.
Tags: Love, Heartbreak, Sadness, Miss You]]>
Wed, 21 Jun 2017 22:40:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/PTYf02WZfrw/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3800
I called for her but she didnt notice, now that was strange.

Just because we are not together...
Does that make her forget those romantic rains.

Just a glance, thats what i got
And then she left, i was just looking and was in such a shame

I know she has a life and she is busy .....
But just a call thats all it takes to get me rid of my pain.

I dont show it but i still miss her
But people say cold hearted moron thats what i really am.

I show as those things never hurt , but inside i am so much in pain.

I was so open to you, when you were close, now whom should i share all those things that i have about you and me framed.

I know you no longer care, but your thoughts, your touch, your smile how am i supposed to forget when i am tied in all those chains

Dont worry, i will try and one day i will not miss you maybe thats the day for forever i will faint.
Tags: Love, Heartbreak, Sadness, Miss You]]>
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Poem: Depression Is Never Ending by sarah j clawson It's getting so cold
I'm all alone
With no one to hold

My world is so empty
All what's left is pain
No sunshine to light my way
Just never ending rain

I drown in tears
My heart is crying
No one seems to notice
My soul is dying


Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.
I feel as if I'm a prisoner
In the dungeon's lair.
And as always, no one cares.
Do I dare?
Dare to care about anyone but me?
Could it be,
Someone there?
Someone there to care?
No, just an image.
That's the way it will always be,
No matter how hard I try.
I just want to get by.
I go through life day by day.
I thought pain was supposed
To go away with time,
But it's not.
It's still here,
Here with the fear,
Fear that I will get hurt more.
Tags: Depression, Sad, Lost, Loneliness]]>
Tue, 20 Jun 2017 22:35:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/Sj0xFMxaOZ8/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3799 It's getting so cold
I'm all alone
With no one to hold

My world is so empty
All what's left is pain
No sunshine to light my way
Just never ending rain

I drown in tears
My heart is crying
No one seems to notice
My soul is dying


Depression is here every day,
And it never goes away.
Go away! I yell into the dark,
As if someone is there.
I feel as if I'm a prisoner
In the dungeon's lair.
And as always, no one cares.
Do I dare?
Dare to care about anyone but me?
Could it be,
Someone there?
Someone there to care?
No, just an image.
That's the way it will always be,
No matter how hard I try.
I just want to get by.
I go through life day by day.
I thought pain was supposed
To go away with time,
But it's not.
It's still here,
Here with the fear,
Fear that I will get hurt more.
Tags: Depression, Sad, Lost, Loneliness]]>
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Poem: Taking spirit by Joanne Palmer As soon as he heard the trailer tires squeel

Not knowing what is going on
A quick road clip and the words COME ON.

as he gets closer to the trailer
He remembers it from last time
And it brought him here.

Now confused he fights back as he looked at you.

Tears in her eyes screaming WHY.
HE FIGHTS again with all his might.

He knows where he's going and how bad it was there.
Quick lift of his headl
Nose in the air.

He sees that she wants him here
With someone that loves him deary.

His soul fights hard
His feet planted and strong,
He is not giving up for her it's not her decision
And he don't want to go back to that hell bound prison.

His soul breaking and hers too
He will never be the same away from you.

With all the love within there hearts
These two souls will never part.

For spirit
Feb 3 2017
Tags: Missing]]>
Mon, 19 Jun 2017 22:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/oPjhimXFH2Y/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3798 As soon as he heard the trailer tires squeel

Not knowing what is going on
A quick road clip and the words COME ON.

as he gets closer to the trailer
He remembers it from last time
And it brought him here.

Now confused he fights back as he looked at you.

Tears in her eyes screaming WHY.
HE FIGHTS again with all his might.

He knows where he's going and how bad it was there.
Quick lift of his headl
Nose in the air.

He sees that she wants him here
With someone that loves him deary.

His soul fights hard
His feet planted and strong,
He is not giving up for her it's not her decision
And he don't want to go back to that hell bound prison.

His soul breaking and hers too
He will never be the same away from you.

With all the love within there hearts
These two souls will never part.

For spirit
Feb 3 2017
Tags: Missing]]>
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Story: The fault in my stars by Jack
I was born May 22, 2001. My mother was a drug addict and was 16. I can't blame her for what happened, for leaving me. She left me when I was 1 and I never saw her again. I never met my father and I don't think I will. I went to foster home to foster home. When I turned 5 a family wanted to adopt me, they knew my mother and actually used to take care of me in day care. I was living with them and I was about to be adopted but My adopted father was going blind and there was so many surgeries and the bills started pilling up and he knew that it was a waste of time and money, so he committed suicide. I was sent back to a foster home and I received a therapist. They said I had RAD which means I can't attach to people. So I have a very hard time trusting people.

I got adopted by the family a year later, but it was different M adopted mother didn't talk to me or even pay attention. I was raised by my adopted sister, bless her, she taught me a lot and I love my sister she sacrificed so much for me. My adopted mother got married again when I was 8. He seemed nice. He had 2 kids of his own and we were about the same age so we got along. We were put into online school and we never left the house. Then Jeremy, my step father, got weird. He had us isolated and no one ever talked to each other, everything was a competition so we would 'throw everyone under the bus' at any chance, me especially. See, I had a problem of controlling my bladder so I would wet the bed and Jeremy did NOT like this he locked me in the bathroom naked without blankets or pillows every night, every night. I stopped praying, stopped believing in anything. I would cry and pray every night, pleading to god to save me, for my mother to find me, but no one answered.

When I was allowed out of the bathroom I was only allowed to wear diapers, no clothes, and I would go to the everywhere like that. He would make me clean nonstop until everything was spotless. During the winter I would walk the dogs in the snow without shoes and I was so obedient I never talked back, I never said no. Every time he thought I was lying he would make me run for hours or hit me over and over until I told him what he wanted to hear. I never told anyone, I never said a word and no one payed attention to me. I was forgotten. I was a ghost. No one cared whether I died or lived.

The hardest thing I went through was watching my sister. She is 5 years older than me and I couldn't help her. I was a mindless slave. I saw my sister cutting and I didn't do anything. I saw her get hit and trying so hard to get to our mother, begging, pleading to me to go get our mother. I didn't do anything I just stood there and watched as I saw my sister get hit over and over.

When my adopted mother finally noticed what was happening to my sister she tried to stop him but she just got hurt and sent to the hospital. When I turned 11 he left. My sister was angry at our mother and she ran away multiple times and no one knew what happened with me and Jeremy. No one payed attention to me, I actually got used to being left alone finding ways to survive. We moved and it was just me and my mother. We started going back to therapy and that only made it worse. My mother never believed me about what happened. She blamed me for her sadness. She was very sad. She was and is dying: she has cancer and her body is deteriorating. She bounced job to job and and I tried to help but she didn't want it. Every time I made a mistake I would have to wear it outside, literally. I would wear signs saying what I did as I worked. I worked outside all day, I did every thing, all the cleaning and if it is was not done correctly I would get little or no food, which happened quite often.

I started getting in trouble withe law for stupid things and than my mother would press charges on me for anything and no one believed me when I said I didn't do anything. So I got probation and than intense probation. I became the bad kid and my mother would tell everyone I was terrible and threatening her and diabolical. Every one believed her. No one cared about me and everyone was careful around me, even though I am completely peaceful I have never hit anyone or even implied that I would.

We never celebrated holidays and they were actually used against me. My mother would say we would celebrate if I was good and then the day of or the day before she would find something wrong, no matter how small, and would blame me for not celebrating the holiday.

My friend died in October of 2016 and things at home were terrible. I just couldn't handle it I was planning on committing suicide. A friend of mine realized and told the principal. I was sent to my first psychiatric hospital: Banner Behavioral Hospital. I went to many others like Quail Run or New Foundations and Provo Canyon. Right now I'm in New Horizons and I have not left treatment since October of 2016. Now it is May of 2017 and I have now told my story and I just hope it gets better and I hope I see the people I left behind. I'm sorry guys and I hope I see you guys again. I hope I don't get forgotten. Please don't forget me, That's all I ever wanted: to be noticed, to be cared about, to be remembered by someone
Tags: Suicide, Pain, Hope, Forgotten, Sad, Help]]>
Mon, 19 Jun 2017 19:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/6Zj1fj9ylXM/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3312
I was born May 22, 2001. My mother was a drug addict and was 16. I can't blame her for what happened, for leaving me. She left me when I was 1 and I never saw her again. I never met my father and I don't think I will. I went to foster home to foster home. When I turned 5 a family wanted to adopt me, they knew my mother and actually used to take care of me in day care. I was living with them and I was about to be adopted but My adopted father was going blind and there was so many surgeries and the bills started pilling up and he knew that it was a waste of time and money, so he committed suicide. I was sent back to a foster home and I received a therapist. They said I had RAD which means I can't attach to people. So I have a very hard time trusting people.

I got adopted by the family a year later, but it was different M adopted mother didn't talk to me or even pay attention. I was raised by my adopted sister, bless her, she taught me a lot and I love my sister she sacrificed so much for me. My adopted mother got married again when I was 8. He seemed nice. He had 2 kids of his own and we were about the same age so we got along. We were put into online school and we never left the house. Then Jeremy, my step father, got weird. He had us isolated and no one ever talked to each other, everything was a competition so we would 'throw everyone under the bus' at any chance, me especially. See, I had a problem of controlling my bladder so I would wet the bed and Jeremy did NOT like this he locked me in the bathroom naked without blankets or pillows every night, every night. I stopped praying, stopped believing in anything. I would cry and pray every night, pleading to god to save me, for my mother to find me, but no one answered.

When I was allowed out of the bathroom I was only allowed to wear diapers, no clothes, and I would go to the everywhere like that. He would make me clean nonstop until everything was spotless. During the winter I would walk the dogs in the snow without shoes and I was so obedient I never talked back, I never said no. Every time he thought I was lying he would make me run for hours or hit me over and over until I told him what he wanted to hear. I never told anyone, I never said a word and no one payed attention to me. I was forgotten. I was a ghost. No one cared whether I died or lived.

The hardest thing I went through was watching my sister. She is 5 years older than me and I couldn't help her. I was a mindless slave. I saw my sister cutting and I didn't do anything. I saw her get hit and trying so hard to get to our mother, begging, pleading to me to go get our mother. I didn't do anything I just stood there and watched as I saw my sister get hit over and over.

When my adopted mother finally noticed what was happening to my sister she tried to stop him but she just got hurt and sent to the hospital. When I turned 11 he left. My sister was angry at our mother and she ran away multiple times and no one knew what happened with me and Jeremy. No one payed attention to me, I actually got used to being left alone finding ways to survive. We moved and it was just me and my mother. We started going back to therapy and that only made it worse. My mother never believed me about what happened. She blamed me for her sadness. She was very sad. She was and is dying: she has cancer and her body is deteriorating. She bounced job to job and and I tried to help but she didn't want it. Every time I made a mistake I would have to wear it outside, literally. I would wear signs saying what I did as I worked. I worked outside all day, I did every thing, all the cleaning and if it is was not done correctly I would get little or no food, which happened quite often.

I started getting in trouble withe law for stupid things and than my mother would press charges on me for anything and no one believed me when I said I didn't do anything. So I got probation and than intense probation. I became the bad kid and my mother would tell everyone I was terrible and threatening her and diabolical. Every one believed her. No one cared about me and everyone was careful around me, even though I am completely peaceful I have never hit anyone or even implied that I would.

We never celebrated holidays and they were actually used against me. My mother would say we would celebrate if I was good and then the day of or the day before she would find something wrong, no matter how small, and would blame me for not celebrating the holiday.

My friend died in October of 2016 and things at home were terrible. I just couldn't handle it I was planning on committing suicide. A friend of mine realized and told the principal. I was sent to my first psychiatric hospital: Banner Behavioral Hospital. I went to many others like Quail Run or New Foundations and Provo Canyon. Right now I'm in New Horizons and I have not left treatment since October of 2016. Now it is May of 2017 and I have now told my story and I just hope it gets better and I hope I see the people I left behind. I'm sorry guys and I hope I see you guys again. I hope I don't get forgotten. Please don't forget me, That's all I ever wanted: to be noticed, to be cared about, to be remembered by someone
Tags: Suicide, Pain, Hope, Forgotten, Sad, Help]]>
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Story: History repeats and trounce! by Avinash
People claim Heer - Ranjha, Sone - Mahewal, Romeo- Juliet, etc. to be the epitome of love. But they don't realise these people gave their life for love once but never lived with their love who could have cheated them every single time which would have killed them more than once.

Napoleon died before every war. He was killed 'n' no. of times yet he tried to survive with the expectation of not dying next time.

He loved a girl more than his life and married her. Since he was a king it was pretty easy to marry the girl.
But were they happy after marriage?  

Of course he was, because he loved her, but not the vise versa! His wife had sex with army men whenever king went for war. King knew she was cheating on her but never left her. He won most of the battle on field but died even before going to any war. This is LOVE!

Be it a king or a beggar, everyone die in Love. Some die for love and others die because of Love.
Love story of Arjun and Vrishi are almost same. Arjun lost the battle twice, once after getting love another time before  even entering the battle.

They met on social networking sites and had very romantic love space to share. Soon enough Arjun realised something is fishy because he sensed the storm before silence. He tried to probe and concluded multiple affairs of Vrishi. Being the Napoleon he didn't broke and tried to repair their love ship. Once again everything was back to normal. Little did he knew, you can't sail on high tides with damaged ship. His ship of love sank with intimating pictures of Vrishi floating in the battlefield. Arjun died that night with tears of blood rolling over his cheeks.

3 years later..

'Hi..', Arjun texted Vrishi.
(Drunk texting to ex is always injurious to emotion!)

It was blooming of a new friendship. Both were happy to be together again, but this time, as a friend.
Doomsday stroke after Arjun's b'day. Vrishi was tested positive with abdominal typhus. Arjun gave his soul to make sure she recovered soon. They became Tom and Jerry in the process. One fine evening history repeated itself and trounced Arjun. Intimating pics were brightening the dim light of Arjun's phone. He was also accused of molesting his Jerry. Trust got covered with layer of lies all over. Both lied on the bed but this time distance was more than light years. No talks, no laughs! Room was silent like a mortuary but noise of silence was louder than space shuttle launch. As the night was passing their friendship was getting over and Arjun was dying with the beautiful memories in his heart!!
Tags: Love, Breakup, Love Story, Friendship]]>
Sun, 18 Jun 2017 18:55:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/aRo3CeZRHgc/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3310
People claim Heer - Ranjha, Sone - Mahewal, Romeo- Juliet, etc. to be the epitome of love. But they don't realise these people gave their life for love once but never lived with their love who could have cheated them every single time which would have killed them more than once.

Napoleon died before every war. He was killed 'n' no. of times yet he tried to survive with the expectation of not dying next time.

He loved a girl more than his life and married her. Since he was a king it was pretty easy to marry the girl.
But were they happy after marriage?  

Of course he was, because he loved her, but not the vise versa! His wife had sex with army men whenever king went for war. King knew she was cheating on her but never left her. He won most of the battle on field but died even before going to any war. This is LOVE!

Be it a king or a beggar, everyone die in Love. Some die for love and others die because of Love.
Love story of Arjun and Vrishi are almost same. Arjun lost the battle twice, once after getting love another time before  even entering the battle.

They met on social networking sites and had very romantic love space to share. Soon enough Arjun realised something is fishy because he sensed the storm before silence. He tried to probe and concluded multiple affairs of Vrishi. Being the Napoleon he didn't broke and tried to repair their love ship. Once again everything was back to normal. Little did he knew, you can't sail on high tides with damaged ship. His ship of love sank with intimating pictures of Vrishi floating in the battlefield. Arjun died that night with tears of blood rolling over his cheeks.

3 years later..

'Hi..', Arjun texted Vrishi.
(Drunk texting to ex is always injurious to emotion!)

It was blooming of a new friendship. Both were happy to be together again, but this time, as a friend.
Doomsday stroke after Arjun's b'day. Vrishi was tested positive with abdominal typhus. Arjun gave his soul to make sure she recovered soon. They became Tom and Jerry in the process. One fine evening history repeated itself and trounced Arjun. Intimating pics were brightening the dim light of Arjun's phone. He was also accused of molesting his Jerry. Trust got covered with layer of lies all over. Both lied on the bed but this time distance was more than light years. No talks, no laughs! Room was silent like a mortuary but noise of silence was louder than space shuttle launch. As the night was passing their friendship was getting over and Arjun was dying with the beautiful memories in his heart!!
Tags: Love, Breakup, Love Story, Friendship]]>
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Poem: Daddy's Day (repost from old account) by Keegan Smith her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with red roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed red rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
Tags: Dad]]>
Sat, 10 Jun 2017 21:45:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/v9mwCgz-BNA/sad_poem.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_poem.php?id=3796 her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
and she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
that she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
if she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
she knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
for her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
she tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school,
eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
a dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
for everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called,
a student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
as seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
for a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
she heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
she heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
as she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,
slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
and how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
he taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with red roses,
and taught me to fly a kite.

We used to share fudge sundaes,
and ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.

"Cause my daddy's always with me,
even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
he'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
and lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
but its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
but heaven's just too far.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
and saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement,
she witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
all starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
they saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
to the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
for each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
was a fragrant long-stemmed red rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
by the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
that heaven is never too far.
Tags: Dad]]>
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Story: A not so shitty meet! by Gurpreet Singhh He finally saw her and she looked like a completely different person,head bowed down,slow walk,hair uncombed,no lipstick,no eyeliner……..he just knew by then that this would be difficult,as he have never seen her like that ever.

Suddenly she looked up and their eyes meet,it was like a sudden thunder they both just stood at one place,so many things were about to be told but in that brief moment of silence they told everything to each other.

Then they got back to their senses by a car horn which was passing them nearby.

She was the 1st one to say ‘why you always lie,I mean all the time?’
he got shocked and replied ‘lie? no u asked where was i?

And i told “OUT OF HOSTEL” they said together.

There was a feeling of joy inside her,he can see that in her eyes,it was like that from the start he always knew when she is happy or sad even if she wont tell him.

so he asked “so now can u take back what you said earlier? i’m not a liar”
she replied “yeah but only after you tell me that what made you come here from your hostel?”
those words he was starstruck by them ‘he wanted to scream “it was for you cant you see that” ‘ but instead he said “IDK i thought you wont believed me,when i told that my phone battery was dead in the morning”

she knew he just made that up,it was like that with her, even if she wants someone desperately to be by her side she will not let her guards down, and on the other hand she was happy that the boy whom she is committed to actually bunked his collage and is there with her and is lying just so that she wont feel down or sympathetic.

She realized that she actually went out from home to go to her dancing class,one thing in the world she cant live without was dancing.

she said “you have stalked me to that extent that you know the exact timings of my dancing classes too?”
he smiled and said “ermmm……maybe”

She was delighted with the answer she actually started blushing she forgot about all the trouble which she was having. This time she was happy really happy she wanted to hug him and tell him thank you for coming and making everything normal again.
But she didn’t in fact she said “i’m getting late for my class,would you be here when i come back?”
he again smiled and replied “here? at middle of nowhere at 8pm” he just burst into laughter.

she smiled but was angry too and said “yeah ass i know you know what time i get back too, stop smiling, stalking is not a good thing and by here i meant in the society not literally here”
he replied “yes my love sure can do” and seal it with a flying kiss.
she turned back and said “i know you will” and started walking away from him.
he stood there watching her,he didn’t knew why he does that,but he just don’t want to loose her,he wanted to watch her till he cant see her, sometimes foolishly he hoped for her to turn back just like what happens in the movies but his life is not a movie and it doesn’t happen.
So he turned and started heading home thinking about what all happened in last 20 min,he remembered how sad she was at first and by the end how happy she was……..”not so shitty meet he said to himself”.
A Not So Shitty Meet!!!
Tags: Love]]>
Thu, 08 Jun 2017 18:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/13j1gc_mc2E/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3306 He finally saw her and she looked like a completely different person,head bowed down,slow walk,hair uncombed,no lipstick,no eyeliner……..he just knew by then that this would be difficult,as he have never seen her like that ever.

Suddenly she looked up and their eyes meet,it was like a sudden thunder they both just stood at one place,so many things were about to be told but in that brief moment of silence they told everything to each other.

Then they got back to their senses by a car horn which was passing them nearby.

She was the 1st one to say ‘why you always lie,I mean all the time?’
he got shocked and replied ‘lie? no u asked where was i?

And i told “OUT OF HOSTEL” they said together.

There was a feeling of joy inside her,he can see that in her eyes,it was like that from the start he always knew when she is happy or sad even if she wont tell him.

so he asked “so now can u take back what you said earlier? i’m not a liar”
she replied “yeah but only after you tell me that what made you come here from your hostel?”
those words he was starstruck by them ‘he wanted to scream “it was for you cant you see that” ‘ but instead he said “IDK i thought you wont believed me,when i told that my phone battery was dead in the morning”

she knew he just made that up,it was like that with her, even if she wants someone desperately to be by her side she will not let her guards down, and on the other hand she was happy that the boy whom she is committed to actually bunked his collage and is there with her and is lying just so that she wont feel down or sympathetic.

She realized that she actually went out from home to go to her dancing class,one thing in the world she cant live without was dancing.

she said “you have stalked me to that extent that you know the exact timings of my dancing classes too?”
he smiled and said “ermmm……maybe”

She was delighted with the answer she actually started blushing she forgot about all the trouble which she was having. This time she was happy really happy she wanted to hug him and tell him thank you for coming and making everything normal again.
But she didn’t in fact she said “i’m getting late for my class,would you be here when i come back?”
he again smiled and replied “here? at middle of nowhere at 8pm” he just burst into laughter.

she smiled but was angry too and said “yeah ass i know you know what time i get back too, stop smiling, stalking is not a good thing and by here i meant in the society not literally here”
he replied “yes my love sure can do” and seal it with a flying kiss.
she turned back and said “i know you will” and started walking away from him.
he stood there watching her,he didn’t knew why he does that,but he just don’t want to loose her,he wanted to watch her till he cant see her, sometimes foolishly he hoped for her to turn back just like what happens in the movies but his life is not a movie and it doesn’t happen.
So he turned and started heading home thinking about what all happened in last 20 min,he remembered how sad she was at first and by the end how happy she was……..”not so shitty meet he said to himself”.
A Not So Shitty Meet!!!
Tags: Love]]>
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Story: Broken butterflies by Rose
I didnt wear bright colors, skirts,dresses always the dark colors that i chose no skirts no dresses just plain jeans and a plain shirt, well he was someone who saved me from all the hell i was going through,i mean we all do but he was the one i was a sophomore in highschool and he was a senior the beginning of the year i didn't really know anyone except my cousins,but he came up to me and started mezsing with me at lunch trying to make me laugh and smile all the time which i didnt like to do veru much but somehow one day he called me beautiful and said "your smile lights up my whole world" i laughed but i didnt know why cause it was so cheesy? Or was it that it made my heart skip a beat? Well i blushed and he evn said "is that why your name is rose because you have rosy cheeks?" I laughed again blushing even harder this time ,he took my Mp3 which was the only thing that made me feel alive, i got mad but i took his phone and i looked at him straight in the eyes.

Wow those eyes sparkled as they were the stars brighter than the sun and the dark brown eyes matched his dark brown hair which shined when he smiled, i sat there still holding his phone looking into those eyes saying "give me my mp3 or your not getting your phone back" he laughed and mocked me "well to bad next time we see each other i guess we will have to switch right?" And then the bell ringed for 5th hour and as in highschool students are rushing to get to class as i walk looking down at his phone and seeing those eyes again made me smile as i thought he went his own way he was actually behind me and i wasnt paying attention then. He tripped me and caught me right into his chest i was so shocked and i landed rigjt in his chest i got up so fast and started apologizing even though it wasn't my fault he laughed and said "i guess your falling for me too" i was upset but i said in a whidper "falling for you?why would I i barely know you". But wow was i wrong.....


To the people who is reafing this i will continue with part 2 so many memories are coming back so i will have to finish it by today! Thank you fr reading so far!:) remember "love is something that can never be taken away or lost"
Tags: Heartbroken, Love Hurts, Sad, Depressing, Love Story]]>
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I didnt wear bright colors, skirts,dresses always the dark colors that i chose no skirts no dresses just plain jeans and a plain shirt, well he was someone who saved me from all the hell i was going through,i mean we all do but he was the one i was a sophomore in highschool and he was a senior the beginning of the year i didn't really know anyone except my cousins,but he came up to me and started mezsing with me at lunch trying to make me laugh and smile all the time which i didnt like to do veru much but somehow one day he called me beautiful and said "your smile lights up my whole world" i laughed but i didnt know why cause it was so cheesy? Or was it that it made my heart skip a beat? Well i blushed and he evn said "is that why your name is rose because you have rosy cheeks?" I laughed again blushing even harder this time ,he took my Mp3 which was the only thing that made me feel alive, i got mad but i took his phone and i looked at him straight in the eyes.

Wow those eyes sparkled as they were the stars brighter than the sun and the dark brown eyes matched his dark brown hair which shined when he smiled, i sat there still holding his phone looking into those eyes saying "give me my mp3 or your not getting your phone back" he laughed and mocked me "well to bad next time we see each other i guess we will have to switch right?" And then the bell ringed for 5th hour and as in highschool students are rushing to get to class as i walk looking down at his phone and seeing those eyes again made me smile as i thought he went his own way he was actually behind me and i wasnt paying attention then. He tripped me and caught me right into his chest i was so shocked and i landed rigjt in his chest i got up so fast and started apologizing even though it wasn't my fault he laughed and said "i guess your falling for me too" i was upset but i said in a whidper "falling for you?why would I i barely know you". But wow was i wrong.....


To the people who is reafing this i will continue with part 2 so many memories are coming back so i will have to finish it by today! Thank you fr reading so far!:) remember "love is something that can never be taken away or lost"
Tags: Heartbroken, Love Hurts, Sad, Depressing, Love Story]]>
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Story: Sad truths by Courtney
Josh was my sister's friend. He was new to the school his sophomore year and he was now a senior. I was a sophomore. I met Josh a few months prior at my sister's birthday party. I didn't talk to him much and there were many girls swooning over him since he was very attractive. I already knew I had no chance so I didn't even entertain the idea that he might notice me.

It was October, not far from Halloween. I was in shoprite looking for cookies and other snacks for a movie night my sister and I were planning since my dad would be leaving us alone for the night. I heard someone behind me say in a fake deep voice "what are you doing!?"

I quickly turned around to see Josh smiling at me. For a second I was confused until I realized he was talking to me. I nervously blurted out "I'm looking for cookies!" He laughed, pointed me towards the snacks aisle and went back to work.

Later that day he messaged me on Instagram. I was honestly shocked and I messaged back immediately. Some how I managed to invite him to the movie night with my sisters approval. Admittedly I had gotten a hold of some alcohol that night which I cant seem to fully remember now.

Josh came over and I was being a little dumb and definitely blushing. My sister didn't notice thankfully. Josh didn't say much but I remember at one point a picture fell from the wall and I was stumbling on the arm of the couch to put it back up. He was immediately behind me saying "let me help you". He helped me down and, with ease, placed the picture where it belonged. He didn't stay for long since he had just finished work.

Josh and I continued to talk and text. He was older, he seemed mature and calm. He was very sweet and he always made time for me.
The next memory I have was sitting in the alley way down the street from me. Him, my friend Sarah, and I. We were laying on the concrete looking at the clouds and the stars.

I slowly became very close with Josh. He gave me all of his attention. He was very sweet. I started to lie to my family a lot for him. I never saw anything wrong with an 18 year old that wanted to spend ALL of his time with a 15/16 year old. I found it daring that an older guy was into me. I started standing with him in the mornings at school, even though it meant I stood there quietly while he talked to his friends and then I'd run across the school to make the homeroom bell. I lived for him telling me I looked pretty every morning.

I started to tell my dad I was going for runs at night so I could go to his house and go on walks with him. Then I added to it by making excuses to go to shoprite all the time so i could walk with him to work or walk to meet him on his walk home. As I started to go over Josh's house more and more we turned into more than friends. I let him deflower me. I trust him with everything in me and I respected that he would ask me every day if it was okay until one day he didn't ask and I was okay with that because I felt ready. Time went on and the lies kept building up. Soon I realized how much alcohol Josh drank and how he'd go out every night and get drunk and he'd call and text me weird things.

Josh was an alcoholic. And every time I was there he'd place a drink in my hand. I'd put it down and he'd distract me with conversation, place the drink in my hand, and next thing I knew I had the familiar taste of captain Morgan or Jim bean on my tongue. Lingering disgustingly. I also realized that I hadn't been over his house once in the past two weeks without him wanting to have sex.

April fools day
I received a bad grade in school and my dad took my phone for almost 2 months. I had been messaging Josh on Twitter on my laptop. I wasn't allowed to see him and I could tell he was losing interest even though he assured me we'd make it work. He broke up with me on April fools day. But. There was a catch. I was still "his". It was just a break and he planned on coming back for me. I told him not to come back because I don't take breaks. If he didnt want me now he couldn't have me. He didn't agree.
We were apart for a week. He tried to talk to me every day but I was hurt and didn't want to talk to him. I ended up hooking up with my friend. For some reason I felt guilty.

Our break up was during spring break and that was coming to an end. I told josh I'd come return his hoodies, so me and my cousin went to his house. My cousin sat downstairs with his many siblings while me and josh sat upstairs in his room to talk. He told me he missed me and I said I missed him too. We talked about working on our relationship.
That night me and Josh were talking again. I felt like I needed to be honest and tell him about my hook up with my friend. Josh wasnt happy at all. And this is when it all started.

He started by trying to make me mad. He told me about the date he took his coworker on. He never took me on any dates. Then he started getting really mad. He was texting me second after second. Calling me. I was watching a movie with my grandparents who were upset I was on my phone. I excused myself for the bathroom but they paused the movie for me so I had to be quick.
I looked at my phone and I had 5 missed calls. I listened to the voicemail. It was nothing but screaming and cursing. Damning me and saying I was slut and saying I was his and only his. I had never known a man to be so angry before. Not at me at least.
And here is where all my freedom disappeared. I was now his. Without an option. I was only allowed to be his.
I was not allowed to have friends. Any second I was able to get away from my family I had to be with him. And all he could say to me was that he couldn't look at me but the only thing that could fix him from this was alcohol and sex. So I had to give him what he wanted, no matter how painful.

I was 16 at the time. I believed I loved this guy since he took my innocence. I believed that I was actually a piece of shit. A sex object. Every day he made sure I knew that I would pay for what I did. He started to become very suicidal and he was cutting himself very badly. I stopped sleeping because I couldn't trust him not to hurt himself. He would tell me he was taking pills and that he was fading. He'd say goodbye so many times. He'd say he wouldn't see the morning.

There were so many nights like this that I lost track. This went on for months. I finally tried to reconnect with some friends at school. I managed to tell my old best friends my situation. Everyone told me to leave him. They said I didn't deserve to be treated like this. I thought I deserved it. I couldn't leave him to hurt himself either. I finally grew the strength to say something. I told him that it had been months and he needed to stop guilting me. He argued that he was trying and that he's still trying to forgive me.

Another few weeks went by and I started avoiding him a little more every day. I tried telling him it was best if we took some space and time away from each other. Another thing he didn't like. He cornered me at school in the Hall but my friends helped me. Plus there were too many people watching. So he waited by my locker at the end of the day. He begged me to talk to him. I grabbed my books and tried to leave to catch the bus and he grabbed my arm very firmly. It was too tight. Too aggressive. Even he knew it was violent. A teacher walked into the hall and he quickly dropped my arm. I ran to catch the bus still not fully believing that was real.

The next day he gave me space. But then he was blowing up my phone again. Apologizing and saying he didn't mean it. I just kept telling myself he'd go away. Until I opened my locker. I will never get rid of those mental images.
In my locker was a yellow envelope that read "open at home". I should have listened.

It was a small black notebook with a soft cover. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even notice the blood soaked pages until I had the notebook open in my hand to a page so soaked with blood that the words were illegible. I dropped it. I knew exactly what it was. It was the blood of a man I still cared for. I was in school crying so much that I couldn't see where I was going. I threw the notebook in my locker and ran to the nearest bathroom. I finally made it to lunch. I told my friends to go to my locker and look inside. I couldn't keep this to myself. It took them a little bit but they finally convinced me to take the Notebook to the crisis counsellor.
To be brief, they sent josh away. He called me every night while he was locked away. I could never say much. I just kept telling him he better accept their help. They let him go after a week.

He didn't change though. Within a week he was back after sending me suicidal messages. But. This time. We weren't allowed to keep in contact. He still found ways to call me. I always had voice mails from him. Again. He was only gone a week.
This time when he got out I told him that we needed to end things. Again he was suicidal but everyone told me he was bluffing. He asked to see me one last time and so I went to see him. He convinced me to have sex with him one last time. Since I felt bad for all the hell he was going through and I actually believed I loved him, I agreed. On my walk home I received a call from his ex who I had been keeping updated on his behavior since many people cared about him. What she told me had me breaking down crying in the street. I felt humiliated and disgusted and disgusting and utterly betrayed. He sent her a video on snap chat of our... Goodbye.
I could have curled up in a ball and died right there.

I got home and told josh that he was never to talk to me again. There was some denial and other things exchanged but he was out of my life. Or so I thought.

I later found out that he had been seen stalking my house. He was seen outside of my friends house when I was there. He had been walking my block. Watching me. After about a month he grew a confusingly strog hate for me for leaving him. I'd get texts and things saying I was disgusting. Saying he'd have better sex with a cow. Saying I was worthless among other hurtful things. Those messages died off slowly.

August 2nd, 2015
I texted him this night. I was on vacation with my family. I had gotten really upset about something and i texted him. I simply asked if he still cared about me at all. The conversation wasn't long. He started off rude and bitter but then he cooled off. By the end of the conversation he told me he was going away he couldn't tell me where. He was always one to talk about running away but he never did it. I still didn't believe it. He said he'd even take me with him. I ended up going to sleep. I texted him a few times the next day with no answer.
My family and I headed home from vacation that day. After returning home a friend of my texted me apologizing. I asked what for. He asked if I knew and when I responded no he said he'd be over shortly.
I was no where near ready to hear what he was about to tell me.
Im waiting for my friend thinking through every scenario. I remembered that his grandmom had cancer and I was almost convinced that it was about her. Until he got there
No words
He pulls up a message on his phone.
It was a post from a girl in my school.
"RIP Josh"
I couldn't even finish it. I yelled at my friend. I told him he was lying.
I grabbed my phone and started texting and calling josh but he wouldn't answer. He'd never answer his phone again.
He tried to run away. He was shot and killed.
I was blamed for a while. His friends. His parents. I didn't get to go to his funeral or burial. I didn't even find his grave until almost a year after his death.
Slowly people stopped blaming me but I will always carry blame. His parents tell me that he was depressed before I came along. But that pain will never leave me.
Josh had his imperfections just like anyone else. But he was an amazing guy. He made me feel loved and important and he loved his family more than anything. He deserved so much more time.

Rest In Paradise Josh. My angel and my first love.
Tags: Remember, Relationship, Depression, Death]]>
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Josh was my sister's friend. He was new to the school his sophomore year and he was now a senior. I was a sophomore. I met Josh a few months prior at my sister's birthday party. I didn't talk to him much and there were many girls swooning over him since he was very attractive. I already knew I had no chance so I didn't even entertain the idea that he might notice me.

It was October, not far from Halloween. I was in shoprite looking for cookies and other snacks for a movie night my sister and I were planning since my dad would be leaving us alone for the night. I heard someone behind me say in a fake deep voice "what are you doing!?"

I quickly turned around to see Josh smiling at me. For a second I was confused until I realized he was talking to me. I nervously blurted out "I'm looking for cookies!" He laughed, pointed me towards the snacks aisle and went back to work.

Later that day he messaged me on Instagram. I was honestly shocked and I messaged back immediately. Some how I managed to invite him to the movie night with my sisters approval. Admittedly I had gotten a hold of some alcohol that night which I cant seem to fully remember now.

Josh came over and I was being a little dumb and definitely blushing. My sister didn't notice thankfully. Josh didn't say much but I remember at one point a picture fell from the wall and I was stumbling on the arm of the couch to put it back up. He was immediately behind me saying "let me help you". He helped me down and, with ease, placed the picture where it belonged. He didn't stay for long since he had just finished work.

Josh and I continued to talk and text. He was older, he seemed mature and calm. He was very sweet and he always made time for me.
The next memory I have was sitting in the alley way down the street from me. Him, my friend Sarah, and I. We were laying on the concrete looking at the clouds and the stars.

I slowly became very close with Josh. He gave me all of his attention. He was very sweet. I started to lie to my family a lot for him. I never saw anything wrong with an 18 year old that wanted to spend ALL of his time with a 15/16 year old. I found it daring that an older guy was into me. I started standing with him in the mornings at school, even though it meant I stood there quietly while he talked to his friends and then I'd run across the school to make the homeroom bell. I lived for him telling me I looked pretty every morning.

I started to tell my dad I was going for runs at night so I could go to his house and go on walks with him. Then I added to it by making excuses to go to shoprite all the time so i could walk with him to work or walk to meet him on his walk home. As I started to go over Josh's house more and more we turned into more than friends. I let him deflower me. I trust him with everything in me and I respected that he would ask me every day if it was okay until one day he didn't ask and I was okay with that because I felt ready. Time went on and the lies kept building up. Soon I realized how much alcohol Josh drank and how he'd go out every night and get drunk and he'd call and text me weird things.

Josh was an alcoholic. And every time I was there he'd place a drink in my hand. I'd put it down and he'd distract me with conversation, place the drink in my hand, and next thing I knew I had the familiar taste of captain Morgan or Jim bean on my tongue. Lingering disgustingly. I also realized that I hadn't been over his house once in the past two weeks without him wanting to have sex.

April fools day
I received a bad grade in school and my dad took my phone for almost 2 months. I had been messaging Josh on Twitter on my laptop. I wasn't allowed to see him and I could tell he was losing interest even though he assured me we'd make it work. He broke up with me on April fools day. But. There was a catch. I was still "his". It was just a break and he planned on coming back for me. I told him not to come back because I don't take breaks. If he didnt want me now he couldn't have me. He didn't agree.
We were apart for a week. He tried to talk to me every day but I was hurt and didn't want to talk to him. I ended up hooking up with my friend. For some reason I felt guilty.

Our break up was during spring break and that was coming to an end. I told josh I'd come return his hoodies, so me and my cousin went to his house. My cousin sat downstairs with his many siblings while me and josh sat upstairs in his room to talk. He told me he missed me and I said I missed him too. We talked about working on our relationship.
That night me and Josh were talking again. I felt like I needed to be honest and tell him about my hook up with my friend. Josh wasnt happy at all. And this is when it all started.

He started by trying to make me mad. He told me about the date he took his coworker on. He never took me on any dates. Then he started getting really mad. He was texting me second after second. Calling me. I was watching a movie with my grandparents who were upset I was on my phone. I excused myself for the bathroom but they paused the movie for me so I had to be quick.
I looked at my phone and I had 5 missed calls. I listened to the voicemail. It was nothing but screaming and cursing. Damning me and saying I was slut and saying I was his and only his. I had never known a man to be so angry before. Not at me at least.
And here is where all my freedom disappeared. I was now his. Without an option. I was only allowed to be his.
I was not allowed to have friends. Any second I was able to get away from my family I had to be with him. And all he could say to me was that he couldn't look at me but the only thing that could fix him from this was alcohol and sex. So I had to give him what he wanted, no matter how painful.

I was 16 at the time. I believed I loved this guy since he took my innocence. I believed that I was actually a piece of shit. A sex object. Every day he made sure I knew that I would pay for what I did. He started to become very suicidal and he was cutting himself very badly. I stopped sleeping because I couldn't trust him not to hurt himself. He would tell me he was taking pills and that he was fading. He'd say goodbye so many times. He'd say he wouldn't see the morning.

There were so many nights like this that I lost track. This went on for months. I finally tried to reconnect with some friends at school. I managed to tell my old best friends my situation. Everyone told me to leave him. They said I didn't deserve to be treated like this. I thought I deserved it. I couldn't leave him to hurt himself either. I finally grew the strength to say something. I told him that it had been months and he needed to stop guilting me. He argued that he was trying and that he's still trying to forgive me.

Another few weeks went by and I started avoiding him a little more every day. I tried telling him it was best if we took some space and time away from each other. Another thing he didn't like. He cornered me at school in the Hall but my friends helped me. Plus there were too many people watching. So he waited by my locker at the end of the day. He begged me to talk to him. I grabbed my books and tried to leave to catch the bus and he grabbed my arm very firmly. It was too tight. Too aggressive. Even he knew it was violent. A teacher walked into the hall and he quickly dropped my arm. I ran to catch the bus still not fully believing that was real.

The next day he gave me space. But then he was blowing up my phone again. Apologizing and saying he didn't mean it. I just kept telling myself he'd go away. Until I opened my locker. I will never get rid of those mental images.
In my locker was a yellow envelope that read "open at home". I should have listened.

It was a small black notebook with a soft cover. Everything happened so fast that I didn't even notice the blood soaked pages until I had the notebook open in my hand to a page so soaked with blood that the words were illegible. I dropped it. I knew exactly what it was. It was the blood of a man I still cared for. I was in school crying so much that I couldn't see where I was going. I threw the notebook in my locker and ran to the nearest bathroom. I finally made it to lunch. I told my friends to go to my locker and look inside. I couldn't keep this to myself. It took them a little bit but they finally convinced me to take the Notebook to the crisis counsellor.
To be brief, they sent josh away. He called me every night while he was locked away. I could never say much. I just kept telling him he better accept their help. They let him go after a week.

He didn't change though. Within a week he was back after sending me suicidal messages. But. This time. We weren't allowed to keep in contact. He still found ways to call me. I always had voice mails from him. Again. He was only gone a week.
This time when he got out I told him that we needed to end things. Again he was suicidal but everyone told me he was bluffing. He asked to see me one last time and so I went to see him. He convinced me to have sex with him one last time. Since I felt bad for all the hell he was going through and I actually believed I loved him, I agreed. On my walk home I received a call from his ex who I had been keeping updated on his behavior since many people cared about him. What she told me had me breaking down crying in the street. I felt humiliated and disgusted and disgusting and utterly betrayed. He sent her a video on snap chat of our... Goodbye.
I could have curled up in a ball and died right there.

I got home and told josh that he was never to talk to me again. There was some denial and other things exchanged but he was out of my life. Or so I thought.

I later found out that he had been seen stalking my house. He was seen outside of my friends house when I was there. He had been walking my block. Watching me. After about a month he grew a confusingly strog hate for me for leaving him. I'd get texts and things saying I was disgusting. Saying he'd have better sex with a cow. Saying I was worthless among other hurtful things. Those messages died off slowly.

August 2nd, 2015
I texted him this night. I was on vacation with my family. I had gotten really upset about something and i texted him. I simply asked if he still cared about me at all. The conversation wasn't long. He started off rude and bitter but then he cooled off. By the end of the conversation he told me he was going away he couldn't tell me where. He was always one to talk about running away but he never did it. I still didn't believe it. He said he'd even take me with him. I ended up going to sleep. I texted him a few times the next day with no answer.
My family and I headed home from vacation that day. After returning home a friend of my texted me apologizing. I asked what for. He asked if I knew and when I responded no he said he'd be over shortly.
I was no where near ready to hear what he was about to tell me.
Im waiting for my friend thinking through every scenario. I remembered that his grandmom had cancer and I was almost convinced that it was about her. Until he got there
No words
He pulls up a message on his phone.
It was a post from a girl in my school.
"RIP Josh"
I couldn't even finish it. I yelled at my friend. I told him he was lying.
I grabbed my phone and started texting and calling josh but he wouldn't answer. He'd never answer his phone again.
He tried to run away. He was shot and killed.
I was blamed for a while. His friends. His parents. I didn't get to go to his funeral or burial. I didn't even find his grave until almost a year after his death.
Slowly people stopped blaming me but I will always carry blame. His parents tell me that he was depressed before I came along. But that pain will never leave me.
Josh had his imperfections just like anyone else. But he was an amazing guy. He made me feel loved and important and he loved his family more than anything. He deserved so much more time.

Rest In Paradise Josh. My angel and my first love.
Tags: Remember, Relationship, Depression, Death]]>
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Story: My mom... by bella
well during my childhood my mom was drinking and addicted to crystal meth,and of Course me being a young child I didn't know what that stuff was and I just thought she was super mom,that wasn't the case,she was hiding secrets that no one knew about emotions kept hidden. But she still managed to be the best mom I could have.

My mom's and dad's relationship was rocky my dad expected my mom to be prefect and do everything he said and he cheated on her countless of times and my mom did the same back and my dad was around but not really their. It was like living with a stranger. My mom tried so hard to be The best she could be.

She has always been their for me,and I was like her best friend well after her and my dad split she married this guy name Dave worst mistake of her life and they were poison for each other and from their there was always fights and arugements and just chaos.her.y were off and on for five years and me and my mom and my little brother and little sis moved to my grandmas to get a fresh start.
my mom started using again and things got bad and she would lash out on me for no reason and I never knew why and now in do she had a heart failure and she had it for a couple years and never took Care of it .

January 25th 2017, things were okay and then things got so bad my mom basically died that day she was fine all day and then she came home and the last words I heard from her were I'm so tired and she went to lay down and I couldn't wake her up she took three short breaths like gasping for air and I called 911 ran and got my grandma and I had my son and little sis with me and I couldn't believe it,I went to the hospital with both babies and my aunt and waited to see what was going on my mom had brain damage and had a heart attack and from their I knew she wasn't coming back they had her on life support for a while and we took her off of it because she wasn't going to wake up and on February 16th 2017 she took her last breath and passed away. I miss my mom so much its undescribable I love her so much. I blame the drugs for killing her
Tags: Death, Sadness]]>
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well during my childhood my mom was drinking and addicted to crystal meth,and of Course me being a young child I didn't know what that stuff was and I just thought she was super mom,that wasn't the case,she was hiding secrets that no one knew about emotions kept hidden. But she still managed to be the best mom I could have.

My mom's and dad's relationship was rocky my dad expected my mom to be prefect and do everything he said and he cheated on her countless of times and my mom did the same back and my dad was around but not really their. It was like living with a stranger. My mom tried so hard to be The best she could be.

She has always been their for me,and I was like her best friend well after her and my dad split she married this guy name Dave worst mistake of her life and they were poison for each other and from their there was always fights and arugements and just chaos.her.y were off and on for five years and me and my mom and my little brother and little sis moved to my grandmas to get a fresh start.
my mom started using again and things got bad and she would lash out on me for no reason and I never knew why and now in do she had a heart failure and she had it for a couple years and never took Care of it .

January 25th 2017, things were okay and then things got so bad my mom basically died that day she was fine all day and then she came home and the last words I heard from her were I'm so tired and she went to lay down and I couldn't wake her up she took three short breaths like gasping for air and I called 911 ran and got my grandma and I had my son and little sis with me and I couldn't believe it,I went to the hospital with both babies and my aunt and waited to see what was going on my mom had brain damage and had a heart attack and from their I knew she wasn't coming back they had her on life support for a while and we took her off of it because she wasn't going to wake up and on February 16th 2017 she took her last breath and passed away. I miss my mom so much its undescribable I love her so much. I blame the drugs for killing her
Tags: Death, Sadness]]>
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Story: Chris..... by bella We met on meetme and at first I realized that hes my cousins brother that no one ever talked about,I started talking to him just to see how he was doing, well things led to a while different topic and we ended up seening each other one night.

This particular night, he picks me up and we had sex didnt expect that to happen and I was amazed star struck,I started having feelings for him right away.
Then just from their on you say I was a love sick puppy I was in love with him more than anyone I ever have been he was my everything but I didnt know about his dark side ittl later on. He started choking his ex girlfriend numours times I didn't do anything and I should've but she always tried to go back to him. Finally one day she had to move out of her apartment and they went their sperate ways. And it always drama with them.

I've been through hell and back with him and he has made me have a miscarriage left me at a park to walk across to the hospital could've died he made me have a abortion and wasn't even there for that was in reno with some girl.

On Halloween on our way to his friends house he tells me that his ex girlfriend found a girl and her name is Dasha and she and chris had fucked and i was devasted I wanted to hit him so bad but couldn't I met that girl the same night and I hated her for sleeping with him but she didnt know that we were dating he didnt mention me.

We became friends after a while and I guess you can say me and her were dating chris at the same time worst mistake of my life,he started to show me more Care and love and pushed her to the side and so things just got bad and I got kicked out of my house and he was sneaking me in to his friends house and dasha hated that she hated that he would fuck me and not her so it was a jealously thing of course .

Things got bad recently,and we are completely done he threatned my life and after that I called it quits and I really hope he gets what is coming to him.
Tags: Crazy, Crying, Sad]]>
Tue, 16 May 2017 16:25:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/kGXMI9PYVQ0/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3297 We met on meetme and at first I realized that hes my cousins brother that no one ever talked about,I started talking to him just to see how he was doing, well things led to a while different topic and we ended up seening each other one night.

This particular night, he picks me up and we had sex didnt expect that to happen and I was amazed star struck,I started having feelings for him right away.
Then just from their on you say I was a love sick puppy I was in love with him more than anyone I ever have been he was my everything but I didnt know about his dark side ittl later on. He started choking his ex girlfriend numours times I didn't do anything and I should've but she always tried to go back to him. Finally one day she had to move out of her apartment and they went their sperate ways. And it always drama with them.

I've been through hell and back with him and he has made me have a miscarriage left me at a park to walk across to the hospital could've died he made me have a abortion and wasn't even there for that was in reno with some girl.

On Halloween on our way to his friends house he tells me that his ex girlfriend found a girl and her name is Dasha and she and chris had fucked and i was devasted I wanted to hit him so bad but couldn't I met that girl the same night and I hated her for sleeping with him but she didnt know that we were dating he didnt mention me.

We became friends after a while and I guess you can say me and her were dating chris at the same time worst mistake of my life,he started to show me more Care and love and pushed her to the side and so things just got bad and I got kicked out of my house and he was sneaking me in to his friends house and dasha hated that she hated that he would fuck me and not her so it was a jealously thing of course .

Things got bad recently,and we are completely done he threatned my life and after that I called it quits and I really hope he gets what is coming to him.
Tags: Crazy, Crying, Sad]]>
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Story: Hiding The Pain by ice
I've been with you almost every night watch getting yourself drunk. Listen to all your heartaches and frustrations in life. You don't want me to leave because you want me to hug you until you'll fall asleep. I didn't leave you because I've noticed that you were afraid to be alone. Maybe that's the reason why you need me...maybe because I made you feel better in your miserable life or maybe I`m good for your ego.

I was at your side on your deepest downfall. There was a time that you told me you love me and I'm the best thing that ever happened to your life. I was dumbfounded and you didn't know how much it affects me.

The pain is killing me.

I'm not aware that I would love you at your worst. I never intend to stay this long. I`ve never thought that I would fall so deep. I have no plans on loving you so much because I know what kind of pain it'll cause me. But I embraced all the pain and let myself love you...I let you break my heart over and over. I didn't know that it would hurt me much.

I wanted to leave because the pain is killing me. I told you to be honest when it comes to your past. Yes you've been honest but there's one thing you didn't tell me and that cause me a big heartache.

So many questions that longing for an answer.

Why you didn't tell me about her? Why you didn't tell me that you're still together? What did I do that made you lied many times? Am I not enough for you that's why you still keeping her? Why you can't love me the way I love you and the way you love her? Why her and not me? Why do you need me if you still love her? From the time that you were down did she even bothered to ask you then why it's hard for you to let her go?

She was the reason of all your heartaches...she made you a fool...she made you feel stupid...she cheated on you! She only have you at your best not on your worst and yet you still love her? You ignored the girl who was willing to give you the whole world, you ignored me!

Love can make you feel stupid.

In spite of everything I found out yet I'm still willing to stay and willing to embrace all your flaws. Yes...I am hoping that when you get tired of loving her maybe that would be the time you'll see my worth. And if does not happen I am still grateful that at least I tried to work things out between us.

I would not letting you go...for now! Because I'll hold on to what you've said "Stay with me until I've learned to unloved her". But I don't know how much longer I can hold on.
Tags: Feelings, Sad Love Story, Pain, Relationship, Love Hurts]]>
Tue, 09 May 2017 16:00:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/O-9WQulPp9c/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3293
I've been with you almost every night watch getting yourself drunk. Listen to all your heartaches and frustrations in life. You don't want me to leave because you want me to hug you until you'll fall asleep. I didn't leave you because I've noticed that you were afraid to be alone. Maybe that's the reason why you need me...maybe because I made you feel better in your miserable life or maybe I`m good for your ego.

I was at your side on your deepest downfall. There was a time that you told me you love me and I'm the best thing that ever happened to your life. I was dumbfounded and you didn't know how much it affects me.

The pain is killing me.

I'm not aware that I would love you at your worst. I never intend to stay this long. I`ve never thought that I would fall so deep. I have no plans on loving you so much because I know what kind of pain it'll cause me. But I embraced all the pain and let myself love you...I let you break my heart over and over. I didn't know that it would hurt me much.

I wanted to leave because the pain is killing me. I told you to be honest when it comes to your past. Yes you've been honest but there's one thing you didn't tell me and that cause me a big heartache.

So many questions that longing for an answer.

Why you didn't tell me about her? Why you didn't tell me that you're still together? What did I do that made you lied many times? Am I not enough for you that's why you still keeping her? Why you can't love me the way I love you and the way you love her? Why her and not me? Why do you need me if you still love her? From the time that you were down did she even bothered to ask you then why it's hard for you to let her go?

She was the reason of all your heartaches...she made you a fool...she made you feel stupid...she cheated on you! She only have you at your best not on your worst and yet you still love her? You ignored the girl who was willing to give you the whole world, you ignored me!

Love can make you feel stupid.

In spite of everything I found out yet I'm still willing to stay and willing to embrace all your flaws. Yes...I am hoping that when you get tired of loving her maybe that would be the time you'll see my worth. And if does not happen I am still grateful that at least I tried to work things out between us.

I would not letting you go...for now! Because I'll hold on to what you've said "Stay with me until I've learned to unloved her". But I don't know how much longer I can hold on.
Tags: Feelings, Sad Love Story, Pain, Relationship, Love Hurts]]>
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Story: A Second Chance for a Player by ice

You were the person who ruined her life back then but now she will take a risk of entrusting her heart to you by giving you a second chance because you asked for it.

She's a type of woman that will give many chances until you've realized her worth. She never get mad when she found out that you were flirting with a lot of women because she knew from the start that you're a player. A player she thought that she could change.

She hides her sadness every time she's with you and who aren't afraid to say I Love You when she really feel it. She believe in everything you said to her not because she's stupid but because she believes that there's a good in you. She saw something in you that made her decide to stay even if it hurts her..

She's aware of the pain you will give her the moment she start caring and loving you. As much as she wanted to avoid not to fall so deep she can't help herself and forget the pain you brought to her.

She never imagined that she would meet a person from her past with a different personality, a different you. She just thought that maybe you are a changed person or she just never met you as a deep and emotional person back then.

What if she fought for you from the start? Will she still have you now or everything will be a so called relationSHIT?

The emptiness you've felt every time you were alone. All the pain you've been through from the past that always brought back to your memory like it was happened yesterday. She felt sorry for that... for not taking chances 7 years ago. Her heart is silently crying knowing that you fought your own battle without her on your side. For the broken hearts and for all the hard times.

The moment that she decided to accept you and realized how broken you are the more she's willing to give herself and try again if second chance is worth it for a man like you...for a player like you!

They've said everything happens for a reason. So if it didn't work for the first try maybe now is the time to make it up for all the chances that you both didn't take.
Tags: Sadness, Love Hurts, Pain, Relationship]]>
Mon, 08 May 2017 15:55:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/pBLRVDZNOs4/sad_story.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_story.php?id=3292

You were the person who ruined her life back then but now she will take a risk of entrusting her heart to you by giving you a second chance because you asked for it.

She's a type of woman that will give many chances until you've realized her worth. She never get mad when she found out that you were flirting with a lot of women because she knew from the start that you're a player. A player she thought that she could change.

She hides her sadness every time she's with you and who aren't afraid to say I Love You when she really feel it. She believe in everything you said to her not because she's stupid but because she believes that there's a good in you. She saw something in you that made her decide to stay even if it hurts her..

She's aware of the pain you will give her the moment she start caring and loving you. As much as she wanted to avoid not to fall so deep she can't help herself and forget the pain you brought to her.

She never imagined that she would meet a person from her past with a different personality, a different you. She just thought that maybe you are a changed person or she just never met you as a deep and emotional person back then.

What if she fought for you from the start? Will she still have you now or everything will be a so called relationSHIT?

The emptiness you've felt every time you were alone. All the pain you've been through from the past that always brought back to your memory like it was happened yesterday. She felt sorry for that... for not taking chances 7 years ago. Her heart is silently crying knowing that you fought your own battle without her on your side. For the broken hearts and for all the hard times.

The moment that she decided to accept you and realized how broken you are the more she's willing to give herself and try again if second chance is worth it for a man like you...for a player like you!

They've said everything happens for a reason. So if it didn't work for the first try maybe now is the time to make it up for all the chances that you both didn't take.
Tags: Sadness, Love Hurts, Pain, Relationship]]>
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Quote: Sadness is but a wall between two g... by Khalil Gibran Tags: Sadness, Sad, Truth, Quote, True]]> Thu, 20 Apr 2017 18:25:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Sadness, Sad, Truth, Quote, True]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: Crying Alone by LoveHurts sad girl, crying, heartbroken, sad
Tags: Sad Girl, Crying, Heartbroken, Sad]]>
Thu, 20 Apr 2017 15:15:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/pnBf5NypW0A/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1807 sad girl, crying, heartbroken, sad
Tags: Sad Girl, Crying, Heartbroken, Sad]]>
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Quote: If things didn't matter to you then... by Anjali tiwari Tags: Cry, Lost, Love]]> Wed, 19 Apr 2017 18:20:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Cry, Lost, Love]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: In My Dreams, You'll Forever Be by jerry harrenstein memories, missing you
Tags: Memories, Missing You]]>
Wed, 19 Apr 2017 03:15:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/3tDo2I0I7t8/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1822 memories, missing you
Tags: Memories, Missing You]]>
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Quote: "The person we love is the person w... by Asrr Tags: Fact, Sad, Heartbroken]]> Tue, 18 Apr 2017 18:15:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Fact, Sad, Heartbroken]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Quote: The only thing separating me from w... by 2233564242 Tags: Society]]> Mon, 17 Apr 2017 18:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Society]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Picture: Alone by LoveHurts Sad, Alone, Why, Crying
Tags: Sad, Alone, Why, Crying]]>
Mon, 17 Apr 2017 15:10:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/4LqThySrt_8/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1806 Sad, Alone, Why, Crying
Tags: Sad, Alone, Why, Crying]]>
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Quote: Without you my days are Sadday, Mo... by unkown Sadday, Moanday,
Tearsday,
wasteday,
thirstday,
fightday, and
Shatterday
Tags: #withoutu #missu #hurt #depressed]]>
Sun, 16 Apr 2017 18:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Sadday, Moanday,
Tearsday,
wasteday,
thirstday,
fightday, and
Shatterday
Tags: #withoutu #missu #hurt #depressed]]>
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Picture: music helps by LoveHurts crying, music
Tags: Crying, Music]]>
Sun, 16 Apr 2017 03:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/fnJUDnjHUF4/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1803 crying, music
Tags: Crying, Music]]>
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Quote: WHERE THERE IS DARKNESS,REMEMBER TH... by ARYAN KAMRA Tags: STAY STRONG]]> Sat, 15 Apr 2017 18:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: STAY STRONG]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Movie: La La Land by Damien Chazelle
Mia, an aspiring actress, serves lattes to movie stars in between auditions and Sebastian, a jazz musician, scrapes by playing cocktail party gigs in dingy bars, but as success mounts they are faced with decisions that begin to fray the fragile fabric of their love affair, and the dreams they worked so hard to maintain in each other threaten to rip them apart.

Tags: Breakup, Love, Life, Career]]>
Wed, 01 Feb 2017 05:33:18 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/61WP4mAQcK8/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=137
Mia, an aspiring actress, serves lattes to movie stars in between auditions and Sebastian, a jazz musician, scrapes by playing cocktail party gigs in dingy bars, but as success mounts they are faced with decisions that begin to fray the fragile fabric of their love affair, and the dreams they worked so hard to maintain in each other threaten to rip them apart.

Tags: Breakup, Love, Life, Career]]>
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Quote: You still get your hopes us, even t... by Gabriella R Tags: Hurt, Broken, Hope, Hopless, Hate]]> Sat, 21 Jan 2017 11:45:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Hurt, Broken, Hope, Hopless, Hate]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Quote: You can't wait for something that w... by Gabriella R Tags: Lonely, Hope, Heartbroken, Hoplessness, Broken, Hurt, Sad]]> Fri, 20 Jan 2017 11:40:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Lonely, Hope, Heartbroken, Hoplessness, Broken, Hurt, Sad]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Quote: She will cry, and get over it, She... by unknown She will hate you and
then love u again
But one day she will leave and
she won't come back
Tags: Unloved, Gone]]>
Thu, 19 Jan 2017 11:35:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes She will hate you and
then love u again
But one day she will leave and
she won't come back
Tags: Unloved, Gone]]>
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Quote: "You don't have the right to give u... by Gabriella R Tags: Try, Give Up, Alone]]> Wed, 18 Jan 2017 11:30:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XSQhOLEDVZA/quotes http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Tags: Try, Give Up, Alone]]> http://www.loverofsadness.net/quotes Song: What will I Do Without Your Love by Jerry Harrenstein
Just as things get sweet
you back down again
leaving me to ponder if
this is the end.
When I think we are going
to meet my heart skips a beat
and capturing your love would
be something to cherish and keep.

Now you are fading out of view
and I do not know what to do.
When I last looked into your eyes
you began to cry and with hesitation
I wondered if I saw a lie.
Then I began to cry.
Do I go on without knowing, or do I
let my heart say I must be going?

My pain is so deep
I can not even sleep.
The days are getting shorter
and my love is going in that order.
Time is near my dear
and I must make things clear.
Perhaps a smile, or your gentle touch.
Would that be asking too much?

Loving you is all I want to do
and that is not hard for me to do
especially when it is someone like you.
I believe in love and you too, but
without your love what will I do?
What will I do without you...
Tags: Sad, Unloved]]>
Sat, 03 Dec 2016 19:51:20 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/0cfoHO95idc/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=238
Just as things get sweet
you back down again
leaving me to ponder if
this is the end.
When I think we are going
to meet my heart skips a beat
and capturing your love would
be something to cherish and keep.

Now you are fading out of view
and I do not know what to do.
When I last looked into your eyes
you began to cry and with hesitation
I wondered if I saw a lie.
Then I began to cry.
Do I go on without knowing, or do I
let my heart say I must be going?

My pain is so deep
I can not even sleep.
The days are getting shorter
and my love is going in that order.
Time is near my dear
and I must make things clear.
Perhaps a smile, or your gentle touch.
Would that be asking too much?

Loving you is all I want to do
and that is not hard for me to do
especially when it is someone like you.
I believe in love and you too, but
without your love what will I do?
What will I do without you...
Tags: Sad, Unloved]]>
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Picture: Gloomy Sunday by Neriak gloomy, art
Tags: Gloomy, Art]]>
Sat, 12 Nov 2016 08:05:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/j0vnxmSnUxo/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1798 gloomy, art
Tags: Gloomy, Art]]>
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Picture: Gloomy day by Smil gloomy, trees
Tags: Gloomy, Trees]]>
Thu, 10 Nov 2016 20:00:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/Y6W4cAylGCU/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1797 gloomy, trees
Tags: Gloomy, Trees]]>
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Picture: Your Kind Of Love Hurts by jerry harrenstein hurt, art
Tags: Hurt, Art]]>
Wed, 09 Nov 2016 08:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/4pbKXOk2SPU/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1771 hurt, art
Tags: Hurt, Art]]>
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Picture: Gloomy by malialeon gloomy, face
Tags: Gloomy, Face]]>
Tue, 08 Nov 2016 05:50:41 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/xi4jCckFK_4/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1796 gloomy, face
Tags: Gloomy, Face]]>
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Picture: Sad Lonely Boy by Shivam das alone, sad
Tags: Alone, Sad]]>
Mon, 25 Jul 2016 15:10:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/g0LMgnqUePg/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1772 alone, sad
Tags: Alone, Sad]]>
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Picture: Iranian sad by Hiva blood
Tags: Blood]]>
Sun, 24 Jul 2016 03:05:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/tvLZ01rxwxI/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1770 blood
Tags: Blood]]>
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Picture: Your Leaving Me by jerry harrenstein sad, heartbroken, scared, hurt
Tags: Sad, Heartbroken, Scared, Hurt]]>
Fri, 22 Jul 2016 15:05:01 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/BLqeaV-qo80/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1763 sad, heartbroken, scared, hurt
Tags: Sad, Heartbroken, Scared, Hurt]]>
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Picture: #PAIN# by sathees pain, broken, death
Tags: Pain, Broken, Death]]>
Thu, 21 Jul 2016 03:00:03 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ecbG9bNusRQ/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1762 pain, broken, death
Tags: Pain, Broken, Death]]>
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Article: Sadness and Recovery from Addiction  

For over 50 years now, standard treatments for recovery from addiction have included cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) and 12-step approaches. The past couple of decades, though, have seen alternative treatment models emerge, largely because of the relatively low success rate of some of the most popular treatments available. Since there is no single road to addiction, standard treatments sometimes fail because they fail to address the needs of the particular individual, or the reasons why they have sought their own private escape, through drugs. Addiction can arise from a variety of causes, according to recent research. Contributing causes include genetic factors, having a mental illness, abuse, etc.

Alternative therapies that are currently being used successfully in many top rehabilitation centers across the globe include yoga and mindfulness meditation (which focus on keeping the individual’s mind ‘in the here and now’, encouraging them to feel and ‘ride through’ their cravings instead of succumbing to a ‘higher power’ for help or trying to push their desires away). Horticultural therapy and art therapy, too, have garnered their fair share of success; the former because of its strong mindfulness component and the latter because of its ability to embrace an addict’s ambivalent feelings about quitting drugs. Art therapy is an important component of motivational interviewing, which seeks to promote reliance on the self to overcome addiction by finding inspiring reasons to quit.

A person who is addicted to drugs has many positive things to look forward to when they are drug-free. These include mending bridges with family and friends who may feel let down, finding one’s place in one’s profession once again and having he chance to do what ignites one’s passion, and enjoying a sense of greater physical and mental wellness. Motivational interviewing through art therapy, however, provides the recovering person with the chance to express their sadness. It is unrealistic to think that there is nothing an addict will miss when they are no longer using and they should have a chance to recognize and express their ambivalent feelings. Because art is so symbolic, it permits many interpretations and through their work (and with an aid of a trained therapist), the person in recovery can talk about why using drugs fulfilled them, without feeling like they are being judged, blamed or criticized.

What is there to feel sad about when one quits drug use? Addicts in recovery may miss the group of friends they used to use with, or a person they were romantically involved with; they may miss the high, the feeling of escape, the elation of avoiding responsibility. The individual should be allowed to express their grief about quitting drugs. Like all other grief, theirs travels through different stages (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance). Note that depression (feeling intensely sad, feeling hopeless or without the motivation to do things one used to love) is an undeniable part of the recovery process. We should never disenfranchise someone of the right to grieve, yet many recovery therapies fail because they seek to do just that. Families and friends should be sensitive to this issue and should not force the individual to see only the positive side of recovery.

Sadness should be acknowledged and heard, largely because for many drug users, it is a feeling of emptiness, loneliness or lack of self-worth that lead them to use drugs in the first place. Families supporting a loved one through recovery can help their loved one by also undergoing therapy/counselling. When a loved one is struggling, the last thing they need is to be nagged, criticized or blamed, yet family members, too, should refrain from blaming themselves. Rather, any weaknesses in the family’s manner of communication, poor conflict resolution techniques etc. should be identified and addressed, with family members always looking ahead towards the common goal – helping the person in recovery and every other member in the family achieve greater health and wellbeing. During counselling, family members, too, should be encouraged to express their sadness. Many individuals harbour guilt because they feel they could have done more for their loved one, yet in the end, the causes of addiction are too profound and complex to identify so that everyone should work on improving what they can, accepting themselves and their loved one just as they are – with their sadness, anger, and disappointment, but also with their dreams, their hope and their love, which always remains, regardless of the vicissitudes faced.

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Recovery, Drug, Sadness, Gemma Galway]]>
Fri, 15 Jul 2016 09:36:08 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/AP3Ex0QBZ8k/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=6  

For over 50 years now, standard treatments for recovery from addiction have included cognitive behavioral therapy (CBT) and 12-step approaches. The past couple of decades, though, have seen alternative treatment models emerge, largely because of the relatively low success rate of some of the most popular treatments available. Since there is no single road to addiction, standard treatments sometimes fail because they fail to address the needs of the particular individual, or the reasons why they have sought their own private escape, through drugs. Addiction can arise from a variety of causes, according to recent research. Contributing causes include genetic factors, having a mental illness, abuse, etc.

Alternative therapies that are currently being used successfully in many top rehabilitation centers across the globe include yoga and mindfulness meditation (which focus on keeping the individual’s mind ‘in the here and now’, encouraging them to feel and ‘ride through’ their cravings instead of succumbing to a ‘higher power’ for help or trying to push their desires away). Horticultural therapy and art therapy, too, have garnered their fair share of success; the former because of its strong mindfulness component and the latter because of its ability to embrace an addict’s ambivalent feelings about quitting drugs. Art therapy is an important component of motivational interviewing, which seeks to promote reliance on the self to overcome addiction by finding inspiring reasons to quit.

A person who is addicted to drugs has many positive things to look forward to when they are drug-free. These include mending bridges with family and friends who may feel let down, finding one’s place in one’s profession once again and having he chance to do what ignites one’s passion, and enjoying a sense of greater physical and mental wellness. Motivational interviewing through art therapy, however, provides the recovering person with the chance to express their sadness. It is unrealistic to think that there is nothing an addict will miss when they are no longer using and they should have a chance to recognize and express their ambivalent feelings. Because art is so symbolic, it permits many interpretations and through their work (and with an aid of a trained therapist), the person in recovery can talk about why using drugs fulfilled them, without feeling like they are being judged, blamed or criticized.

What is there to feel sad about when one quits drug use? Addicts in recovery may miss the group of friends they used to use with, or a person they were romantically involved with; they may miss the high, the feeling of escape, the elation of avoiding responsibility. The individual should be allowed to express their grief about quitting drugs. Like all other grief, theirs travels through different stages (denial, anger, bargaining, depression, and acceptance). Note that depression (feeling intensely sad, feeling hopeless or without the motivation to do things one used to love) is an undeniable part of the recovery process. We should never disenfranchise someone of the right to grieve, yet many recovery therapies fail because they seek to do just that. Families and friends should be sensitive to this issue and should not force the individual to see only the positive side of recovery.

Sadness should be acknowledged and heard, largely because for many drug users, it is a feeling of emptiness, loneliness or lack of self-worth that lead them to use drugs in the first place. Families supporting a loved one through recovery can help their loved one by also undergoing therapy/counselling. When a loved one is struggling, the last thing they need is to be nagged, criticized or blamed, yet family members, too, should refrain from blaming themselves. Rather, any weaknesses in the family’s manner of communication, poor conflict resolution techniques etc. should be identified and addressed, with family members always looking ahead towards the common goal – helping the person in recovery and every other member in the family achieve greater health and wellbeing. During counselling, family members, too, should be encouraged to express their sadness. Many individuals harbour guilt because they feel they could have done more for their loved one, yet in the end, the causes of addiction are too profound and complex to identify so that everyone should work on improving what they can, accepting themselves and their loved one just as they are – with their sadness, anger, and disappointment, but also with their dreams, their hope and their love, which always remains, regardless of the vicissitudes faced.

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Recovery, Drug, Sadness, Gemma Galway]]>
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Article: The Cathartic Nature of Sad Music

Popular music tends to fall into two wide (and generalised) categories): it is either the kind of music you want to dance to, and listen to when you are partying with your friends or, it is soulful and heart-breaking ballads that make you want to think, reminisce about loves that you have lost, and have a good cry.

There is nothing wrong with crying when listening to sad music: in fact, it is a common and natural response. What you may not realise however is that crying in these circumstances can actually be cathartic, helping to stabilise your emotions and, ultimately release hormones that make you feel happier and more well-balanced. This is supported by research from a study into our complicated emotional responses to sad music, conducted by researchers at the Free University of Berlin in Germany. They interviewed 772 music lovers from around the world and found that rather than making them feel exclusively sad, listening to sad music also made them feel nostalgic, tender and peaceful.  The researchers concluded that “For many individuals, listening to sad music can actually lead to beneficial emotional effects…  “Music-evoked sadness can be appreciated not only as an aesthetic, abstract reward, but [it] also plays a role in well-being, by providing consolation as well as regulating negative moods and emotions.”

The Mood of the Audience

It is true that people tend to listen to sad music when they are feeling sad themselves. However, that doesn’t mean that listening to those designated ‘sad songs’ will make them sadder. In fact, it may help to regulate your mood, put your own sad emotions back into perspective and, ultimately, you may find that you get to the end of your favourite sad album feeling happier, more calm, and generally in a much better mood.  Thus the intended emotions depicted in the song are not necessarily reflected in the mood of their audience.

It is no coincidence that many of the best musicians, composers and song writers are no strangers to sadness themselves: whether they have suffered from the personal tragedy of loss, or feel a sense of wider sadness in the world (caused by hyper-sensitivity, depression, or mental illness) many musical artists will report that they understand sadness and pain. Many musical performers also succumb to the hell and subsequent sadness of alcoholism and substance abuse, which is probably why they have such a natural affinity with sadness, and why it is a common theme in their work. It is widely reported that writing about sad experiences can be cathartic. In fact, individuals that indulge in memoir writing and keeping a diary are found to be happier overall than individuals who don’t write down their thoughts and feelings and ‘writing therapy’ is a widely acknowledged and very effective treatment for individuals suffering from depression, anxiety, or overcoming substance abuse problems. Therefore it could well be that for the artists involved, writing their sad songs is actually a cathartic act, designed to help them to overcome their sad and negative emotions and break through to a place that is healthier and happier.

An Important Form of Self-Expression

For adolescents and adults experiencing emotional or mental health disconnections, sad music can be appealing because it provides a way of verbalising emotions they are experiencing but simply don’t have  the vocabulary to express themselves. This is also common as a way of self-expression amongst teenager: choosing to listen to sad or angry music (for example) as a way of expressing, in a non-verbal way, the way that they feel towards their parents, their peers, or the world in general. However that doesn’t mean that those individuals are feeling sad or angry: by expressing those emotions through their musical choices, they are often able to relieve themselves of their stress and tension, meaning that they end their listening experience feeling calm, heard, understood and under control

No matter what your reason for choosing to listen to a sad tune or two, there is nothing more cathartic than listening to a truly sad song, so why not turn on your stereo and listen to some of your favourites. However, don’t be surprised if you find yourself feeling happy and calm, and not sad at all, at the end of your session. 

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Music, Sad Music, Gemma Galway]]>
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Popular music tends to fall into two wide (and generalised) categories): it is either the kind of music you want to dance to, and listen to when you are partying with your friends or, it is soulful and heart-breaking ballads that make you want to think, reminisce about loves that you have lost, and have a good cry.

There is nothing wrong with crying when listening to sad music: in fact, it is a common and natural response. What you may not realise however is that crying in these circumstances can actually be cathartic, helping to stabilise your emotions and, ultimately release hormones that make you feel happier and more well-balanced. This is supported by research from a study into our complicated emotional responses to sad music, conducted by researchers at the Free University of Berlin in Germany. They interviewed 772 music lovers from around the world and found that rather than making them feel exclusively sad, listening to sad music also made them feel nostalgic, tender and peaceful.  The researchers concluded that “For many individuals, listening to sad music can actually lead to beneficial emotional effects…  “Music-evoked sadness can be appreciated not only as an aesthetic, abstract reward, but [it] also plays a role in well-being, by providing consolation as well as regulating negative moods and emotions.”

The Mood of the Audience

It is true that people tend to listen to sad music when they are feeling sad themselves. However, that doesn’t mean that listening to those designated ‘sad songs’ will make them sadder. In fact, it may help to regulate your mood, put your own sad emotions back into perspective and, ultimately, you may find that you get to the end of your favourite sad album feeling happier, more calm, and generally in a much better mood.  Thus the intended emotions depicted in the song are not necessarily reflected in the mood of their audience.

It is no coincidence that many of the best musicians, composers and song writers are no strangers to sadness themselves: whether they have suffered from the personal tragedy of loss, or feel a sense of wider sadness in the world (caused by hyper-sensitivity, depression, or mental illness) many musical artists will report that they understand sadness and pain. Many musical performers also succumb to the hell and subsequent sadness of alcoholism and substance abuse, which is probably why they have such a natural affinity with sadness, and why it is a common theme in their work. It is widely reported that writing about sad experiences can be cathartic. In fact, individuals that indulge in memoir writing and keeping a diary are found to be happier overall than individuals who don’t write down their thoughts and feelings and ‘writing therapy’ is a widely acknowledged and very effective treatment for individuals suffering from depression, anxiety, or overcoming substance abuse problems. Therefore it could well be that for the artists involved, writing their sad songs is actually a cathartic act, designed to help them to overcome their sad and negative emotions and break through to a place that is healthier and happier.

An Important Form of Self-Expression

For adolescents and adults experiencing emotional or mental health disconnections, sad music can be appealing because it provides a way of verbalising emotions they are experiencing but simply don’t have  the vocabulary to express themselves. This is also common as a way of self-expression amongst teenager: choosing to listen to sad or angry music (for example) as a way of expressing, in a non-verbal way, the way that they feel towards their parents, their peers, or the world in general. However that doesn’t mean that those individuals are feeling sad or angry: by expressing those emotions through their musical choices, they are often able to relieve themselves of their stress and tension, meaning that they end their listening experience feeling calm, heard, understood and under control

No matter what your reason for choosing to listen to a sad tune or two, there is nothing more cathartic than listening to a truly sad song, so why not turn on your stereo and listen to some of your favourites. However, don’t be surprised if you find yourself feeling happy and calm, and not sad at all, at the end of your session. 

 

- Article from Gemma Galway 


Tags: Music, Sad Music, Gemma Galway]]>
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Picture: how hard it is to hold on to by alone in tears alone, tears, missing, isolated, crying, lonely, tired, broken
Tags: Alone, Tears, Missing, Isolated, Crying, Lonely, Tired, Broken]]>
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Tags: Alone, Tears, Missing, Isolated, Crying, Lonely, Tired, Broken]]>
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Picture: The Killing by Kaitlin pills, death, depression
Tags: Pills, Death, Depression]]>
Mon, 06 Jun 2016 01:00:02 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/wfXGd1Aj4Go/sad_picture.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_picture.php?id=1754 pills, death, depression
Tags: Pills, Death, Depression]]>
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Song: So Close by Evanescence
I've spent so much time throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked on the front door

I walk by statues never even made one chip
but if i could leave a mark on the monument of the heart
I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had the last day

Wait a time to spare these lies we tell ourselves
These days have come and gone
But this time is sweeter than honey
Tags: Evanescence, Longing, Unloved]]>
Thu, 13 Nov 2014 23:36:33 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/XnW0apgqaZI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=237
I've spent so much time throwing rocks at your window
That I never even knocked on the front door

I walk by statues never even made one chip
but if i could leave a mark on the monument of the heart
I just might lay myself down for a little more than I had the last day

Wait a time to spare these lies we tell ourselves
These days have come and gone
But this time is sweeter than honey
Tags: Evanescence, Longing, Unloved]]>
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Video: The Divorce

Tags: Love, Divorce, Breakup, Hurt]]>
Mon, 10 Nov 2014 10:38:19 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/5ae2iaxdc08/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=75

Tags: Love, Divorce, Breakup, Hurt]]>
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Video: A life story

Tags: Life, Love, Death, Animal]]>
Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:18:04 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/RBSFCrhj2Z0/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=74

Tags: Life, Love, Death, Animal]]>
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Video: A Blind Father and His Daughter - Short Sad Story

Tags: Blind, Father, Family]]>
Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:08:58 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/lu8vMCaZBbU/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=73

Tags: Blind, Father, Family]]>
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Video: My Shoes
And most importantly, Be Happy With What You Have.

Tags: Shoes, Unhappy, Unloved]]>
Fri, 31 Oct 2014 10:04:19 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ihCpuvaWmSM/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=72
And most importantly, Be Happy With What You Have.

Tags: Shoes, Unhappy, Unloved]]>
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Song: Heartless by Kriss Allen
In the night
I hear 'em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could you be so
Cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You know need to watch the way you talkin' to me you know
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
And yo I know of some things that you ain't told me
And yo I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend
Well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could be so Dr. Evil
You're bringin' out a side of me that I dont know
I decided we weren't gon' speak so
Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone
Why does she be so mad at me fo'
Homie I dont know she's hot and cold
I won't stop I won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than
Me

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

Talk and talk and talk and talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got something new to see
And you just gon' keep hatin' me
And we just gon' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gon' take off tonight
Into the night

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far far far he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Tags: Kriss Allen, Heartbroken, Hurt, Rock]]>
Mon, 20 Oct 2014 08:39:39 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/r6Ky2E6T_ow/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=236
In the night
I hear 'em talk
Coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could you be so
Cold as the winter wind when it breeze yo
Just remember that you talkin' to me though
You know need to watch the way you talkin' to me you know
I mean after all the things that we've been through
I mean after all the things we got into
And yo I know of some things that you ain't told me
And yo I did some things but that's the old me
And now you wanna get me back and you gon' show me
So you walk around like you don't know me
You got a new friend
Well I got homies
But in the end it's still so lonely

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

How could be so Dr. Evil
You're bringin' out a side of me that I dont know
I decided we weren't gon' speak so
Why we up 3 A.M. on the phone
Why does she be so mad at me fo'
Homie I dont know she's hot and cold
I won't stop I won't mess my groove up
'Cause I already know how this thing go
You run and tell your friends that you're leaving me
They say that they don't see what you see in me
You wait a couple months then you gon' see
You'll never find nobody better than
Me

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless

Talk and talk and talk and talk
Baby let's just knock it off
They don't know what we been through
They don't know 'bout me and you
So I got something new to see
And you just gon' keep hatin' me
And we just gon' be enemies
I know you can't believe
I could just leave it wrong
And you can't make it right
I'm gon' take off tonight
Into the night

In the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far far far he lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh
How could you be so heartless
Oh

'Cause in the night
I hear 'em talk
The coldest story ever told
Somewhere far along this road
He lost his soul
To a woman so heartless
Tags: Kriss Allen, Heartbroken, Hurt, Rock]]>
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Movie: If I Stay by R.J. Cutler
Mia Hall thought the hardest decision she would ever face would be whether to pursue her musical dreams at Juilliard or follow a different path to be with the love of her life, Adam. But what should have been a carefree family drive changes everything in an instant, and now her own life hangs in the balance. Caught between life and death for one revealing day, Mia has only one decision left, which will not only decide her future but her ultimate fate.

Tags: Accident, Coma]]>
Wed, 08 Oct 2014 06:15:52 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/bMVo7Zrafsw/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=136
Mia Hall thought the hardest decision she would ever face would be whether to pursue her musical dreams at Juilliard or follow a different path to be with the love of her life, Adam. But what should have been a carefree family drive changes everything in an instant, and now her own life hangs in the balance. Caught between life and death for one revealing day, Mia has only one decision left, which will not only decide her future but her ultimate fate.

Tags: Accident, Coma]]>
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Song: Dreaming With a Broken Heart by John Mayer
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe

Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No, she's not 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye

Wondering could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No, she can't 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
And do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my
Roses in my hand?

And would you get them if I did?
No, you won't 'cause you're gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
Tags: John Mayer, Broken, Hurt, Heart]]>
Sun, 21 Sep 2014 08:05:32 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/kVoGGmAFMFI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=235
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe

Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No, she's not 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye

Wondering could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No, she can't 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
And do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my
Roses in my hand?

And would you get them if I did?
No, you won't 'cause you're gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
Tags: John Mayer, Broken, Hurt, Heart]]>
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Video: The Little Girl In The Hallway

Tags: Child, Missing]]>
Thu, 18 Sep 2014 07:44:28 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/uinGwZ0hJcQ/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=71

Tags: Child, Missing]]>
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Video: *WARNING* This WILL make you cry.

Tags: Cry, Sadness, Pain]]>
Wed, 03 Sep 2014 20:19:57 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/eYmaBHR5nVA/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=70

Tags: Cry, Sadness, Pain]]>
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Video: South Park - Beautiful Sadness Raisins - Season 7, Episode 14

Tags: South Park, Alone]]>
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Tags: South Park, Alone]]>
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Video: A heart touching story of a deaf girl.

Tags: Hearttouching, Sad, Anger]]>
Sun, 24 Aug 2014 21:38:51 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/H9_StxA2268/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=68

Tags: Hearttouching, Sad, Anger]]>
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Video: deepest part of your heart.

Tags: Heart, Teacher]]>
Sun, 24 Aug 2014 21:36:15 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/EeJEeh0I4-Y/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=67

Tags: Heart, Teacher]]>
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Movie: The Remains of the Day (1993) by James Ivory
A rule bound head butler's world of manners and decorum in the household he maintains is tested by the arrival of a housekeeper who falls in love with him in post-WWI Britain. The possibility of romance and his master's cultivation of ties with the Nazi cause challenge his carefully maintained veneer of servitude.

Tags: James Ivory, Drama, Romance]]>
Sun, 24 Aug 2014 21:20:52 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/fVcefZCdhuA/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=135
A rule bound head butler's world of manners and decorum in the household he maintains is tested by the arrival of a housekeeper who falls in love with him in post-WWI Britain. The possibility of romance and his master's cultivation of ties with the Nazi cause challenge his carefully maintained veneer of servitude.

Tags: James Ivory, Drama, Romance]]>
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Song: Dear John by Taylor Swift
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine

You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known

Well, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known

You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
'Cause you've burn them out

But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think i was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known

You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known
Tags: Taylor Swift, Tears, Saddest]]>
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Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine

You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known

Well, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played by
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known

You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes
'Cause you've burn them out

But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look now
I'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town

Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home

I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think i was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress wrote you a song
You should've known

You should've known
Don't you think I was too young?
You should've known
Tags: Taylor Swift, Tears, Saddest]]>
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Song: Come In With The Rain by Taylor Swift
I could go back to every laugh,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore,
And I know all the steps up to your door,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore.

Talk to the wind, talk to the sky,
Talk to the man with the reasons why,
And let me know what you find.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could stand up and sing you a song,
But I don’t wanna’ have to go that far.
And I, I’ve got you down,
I know you by heart,
And you don’t even know where I start.

Talk to yourself, talk to the tears,
Talk to the man who put you here,
And don’t wait for the sky to clear.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Oh, just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I’ve watched you so long,
Screamed your name,
I don’t know what else I can say.

But I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night for all these games.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could go back to every laugh,
But I don’t wanna’ go there anymore…
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Breakup]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:27:18 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/lMuaMHpEyzM/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=233
I could go back to every laugh,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore,
And I know all the steps up to your door,
But I don't wanna' go there anymore.

Talk to the wind, talk to the sky,
Talk to the man with the reasons why,
And let me know what you find.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cause I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could stand up and sing you a song,
But I don’t wanna’ have to go that far.
And I, I’ve got you down,
I know you by heart,
And you don’t even know where I start.

Talk to yourself, talk to the tears,
Talk to the man who put you here,
And don’t wait for the sky to clear.

I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night to call your name.
Oh, just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I’ve watched you so long,
Screamed your name,
I don’t know what else I can say.

But I’ll leave my window open,
‘Cus I’m too tired at night for all these games.
Just know I’m right here hopin’,
That you’ll come in with the rain.

I could go back to every laugh,
But I don’t wanna’ go there anymore…
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Breakup]]>
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Movie: Children Underground (2001) by Edet Belzberg
One of the most astonishing and engaging cinematic works of the past decade, CHILDREN UNDERGROUND is a profoundly intimate and heart-wrenching drama about homeless children struggling for survival on the streets and in the subways of Bucharest, Romania.

Tags: Edet Belzberg, Documentary]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:22:42 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/oflPw8gc7HY/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=134
One of the most astonishing and engaging cinematic works of the past decade, CHILDREN UNDERGROUND is a profoundly intimate and heart-wrenching drama about homeless children struggling for survival on the streets and in the subways of Bucharest, Romania.

Tags: Edet Belzberg, Documentary]]>
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Movie: Dogville (2003) by Lars Von Trier
Late one night, a beautiful and well-dressed young woman, Grace, arrives in the mountainous old mining town of Dogville as a fugitive; following the sound of gunshots in the distance which have been heard by Tom, the self-appointed moral spokesman for the town. Persuaded by Tom, the town agree to hide Grace, and in return she freely helps the locals. However, when the Sheriff from a neighbouring town posts a Missing notice, advertising a reward for revealing her whereabouts, the townsfolk require a better deal from Grace, in return for their silence; and when the Sheriff returns some weeks later with a Wanted poster, even though the citizens know her to be innocent of the false charges against her, the town's sense of goodness takes a sinister turn and the price of Grace's freedom becomes a workload and treatment akin to that of a slave. But Grace has a deadly secret that the townsfolk will eventually encounter.

Tags: Lars Von Trier, Drama]]>
Wed, 20 Aug 2014 22:19:30 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/S4qf6oVGu4U/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=133
Late one night, a beautiful and well-dressed young woman, Grace, arrives in the mountainous old mining town of Dogville as a fugitive; following the sound of gunshots in the distance which have been heard by Tom, the self-appointed moral spokesman for the town. Persuaded by Tom, the town agree to hide Grace, and in return she freely helps the locals. However, when the Sheriff from a neighbouring town posts a Missing notice, advertising a reward for revealing her whereabouts, the townsfolk require a better deal from Grace, in return for their silence; and when the Sheriff returns some weeks later with a Wanted poster, even though the citizens know her to be innocent of the false charges against her, the town's sense of goodness takes a sinister turn and the price of Grace's freedom becomes a workload and treatment akin to that of a slave. But Grace has a deadly secret that the townsfolk will eventually encounter.

Tags: Lars Von Trier, Drama]]>
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Video: Sad Emotional Love Story With Sad Music

Tags: Sadness, Cry, Death]]>
Mon, 11 Aug 2014 11:01:04 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ANX7uMBkOLM/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=66

Tags: Sadness, Cry, Death]]>
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Video: Heart Touching Video Father and son are sitting on a bench. Suddenly a sparrow lands across them.
You don't need to be looking for some deep ideas of the video. You either feel the message deep within yourself or you don't.

Tags: Emotional, Cry, Father, Son]]>
Mon, 11 Aug 2014 10:49:10 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/9IbgNJX6WkA/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=65 Father and son are sitting on a bench. Suddenly a sparrow lands across them.
You don't need to be looking for some deep ideas of the video. You either feel the message deep within yourself or you don't.

Tags: Emotional, Cry, Father, Son]]>
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Movie: Blue Is the Warmest Color (2013) by Abdellatif Kechiche
Adèle is a high school student who is beginning to explore herself as a woman. She dates men but finds no satisfaction with them sexually, and is rejected by a female friend who she does desire. She dreams of something more. She meets Emma who is a free spirited girl whom Adèle's friends reject due to her sexuality, and by association most begin to reject Adèle. Her relationship with Emma grows into more than just friends as she is the only person with whom she can express herself openly. Together, Adèle and Emma explore social acceptance, sexuality, and the emotional spectrum of their maturing relationship.

Tags: Abdellatif Kechiche, Drama]]>
Sat, 09 Aug 2014 21:53:43 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/2rYuPvKJUhA/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=132
Adèle is a high school student who is beginning to explore herself as a woman. She dates men but finds no satisfaction with them sexually, and is rejected by a female friend who she does desire. She dreams of something more. She meets Emma who is a free spirited girl whom Adèle's friends reject due to her sexuality, and by association most begin to reject Adèle. Her relationship with Emma grows into more than just friends as she is the only person with whom she can express herself openly. Together, Adèle and Emma explore social acceptance, sexuality, and the emotional spectrum of their maturing relationship.

Tags: Abdellatif Kechiche, Drama]]>
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Movie: The Curious Case of Benjamin Button by David Fincher
On the day that Hurricane Katrina hits New Orleans, elderly Daisy Williams (nee Fuller) is on her deathbed in a New Orleans hospital. At her side is her adult daughter, Caroline. Daisy asks Caroline to read to her aloud the diary of Daisy's lifelong friend, Benjamin Button. Benjamin's diary recounts his entire extraordinary life, the primary unusual aspect of which was his aging backwards, being diagnosed with several aging diseases at birth and thus given little chance of survival, but who does survive and gets younger with time. Abandoned by his biological father, Thomas Button, after Benjamin's biological mother died in childbirth, Benjamin was raised by Queenie, a black woman and caregiver at a seniors home. Daisy's grandmother was a resident at that home, which is where she first met Benjamin. Although separated through the years, Daisy and Benjamin remain in contact throughout their lives, reconnecting in their forties when in age they finally match up. Some of the revelations ...

Tags: David Fincher, Romance, Drama, Fantasy]]>
Sat, 09 Aug 2014 21:51:37 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/eZs8nvacXGU/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=131
On the day that Hurricane Katrina hits New Orleans, elderly Daisy Williams (nee Fuller) is on her deathbed in a New Orleans hospital. At her side is her adult daughter, Caroline. Daisy asks Caroline to read to her aloud the diary of Daisy's lifelong friend, Benjamin Button. Benjamin's diary recounts his entire extraordinary life, the primary unusual aspect of which was his aging backwards, being diagnosed with several aging diseases at birth and thus given little chance of survival, but who does survive and gets younger with time. Abandoned by his biological father, Thomas Button, after Benjamin's biological mother died in childbirth, Benjamin was raised by Queenie, a black woman and caregiver at a seniors home. Daisy's grandmother was a resident at that home, which is where she first met Benjamin. Although separated through the years, Daisy and Benjamin remain in contact throughout their lives, reconnecting in their forties when in age they finally match up. Some of the revelations ...

Tags: David Fincher, Romance, Drama, Fantasy]]>
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Song: You're Not Sorry by Taylor Swift
All this time I was wasting,
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
And it's taken me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again,
But not this time around

You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

Looking so innocent,
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no, oh

You're not sorry no no oh

You had me crying for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

You're not sorry, no no oh
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Sorry]]>
Wed, 23 Jul 2014 22:07:35 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/pDZIcM_cHnc/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=232
All this time I was wasting,
Hoping you would come around
I've been giving out chances every time
And all you do is let me down
And it's taken me this long
Baby but I figured you out
And you're thinking we'll be fine again,
But not this time around

You don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

Looking so innocent,
I might believe you if I didn't know
Could've loved you all my life
If you hadn't left me waiting in the cold
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before

But you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
Don't wanna hurt anymore
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no, oh

You're not sorry no no oh

You had me crying for you honey
And it never would've gone away, no
You used to shine so bright
But I watched all of it fade

So you don't have to call anymore
I won't pick up the phone
This is the last straw
There's nothing left to beg for
And you can tell me that you're sorry
But I don't believe you baby
Like I did before
You're not sorry, no no oh

You're not sorry, no no oh
Tags: Taylor Swift, Sorrow, Sorry]]>
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Song: Still Loving You by Scorpions
Time, it needs time
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can bring back your love someday
I will be there, I will be there

I'll fight, babe, I'll fight
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can break down the wall someday
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again
I'm loving you

Try, baby try
To trust in my love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, our love
Just shouldn't be thrown away
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Yes, I've hurt your pride, and I know
What you've been through
You should give me a chance
This can't be the end
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you, I need your love
I'm still loving you
Tags: Scorpions, Love, Pride]]>
Wed, 23 Jul 2014 22:05:30 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/tCXTTC2ejxI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=231
Time, it needs time
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can bring back your love someday
I will be there, I will be there

I'll fight, babe, I'll fight
To win back your love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, only love
Can break down the wall someday
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again
I'm loving you

Try, baby try
To trust in my love again
I will be there, I will be there
Love, our love
Just shouldn't be thrown away
I will be there, I will be there

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Your pride has built a wall, so strong
That I can't get through
Is there really no chance
To start once again

If we'd go again
All the way from the start
I would try to change
The things that killed our love
Yes, I've hurt your pride, and I know
What you've been through
You should give me a chance
This can't be the end
I'm still loving you
I'm still loving you, I need your love
I'm still loving you
Tags: Scorpions, Love, Pride]]>
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Movie: Sunshine (1999) by Istv&aacute;n Szab&oacute;
The film follows a Jewish family living in Hungary through three generations, rising from humble beginnings to positions of wealth and power in the crumbling Austro-Hungarian Empire. The patriarch becomes a prominent judge but is torn when his government sanctions anti-Jewish persecutions. His son converts to Christianity to advance his career as a champion fencer and Olympic hero, but is caught up in the Holocaust. Finally, the grandson, after surviving war, revolution, loss and betrayal, realizes that his ultimate allegiance must be to himself and his heritage.

Tags: István Szabó, Drama, Romance]]>
Tue, 22 Jul 2014 21:55:50 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/M-Lo6JHcIRI/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=130
The film follows a Jewish family living in Hungary through three generations, rising from humble beginnings to positions of wealth and power in the crumbling Austro-Hungarian Empire. The patriarch becomes a prominent judge but is torn when his government sanctions anti-Jewish persecutions. His son converts to Christianity to advance his career as a champion fencer and Olympic hero, but is caught up in the Holocaust. Finally, the grandson, after surviving war, revolution, loss and betrayal, realizes that his ultimate allegiance must be to himself and his heritage.

Tags: István Szabó, Drama, Romance]]>
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Movie: The Duchess (2008) by Saul Dibb
Georgiana Spencer became Duchess of Devonshire on her marriage to the Duke in 1774, at the height of the Georgian period, a period of fashion, decadence, and political change. Spirited and adored by the public at large she quickly found her marriage to be a disappointment, defined by her duty to produce a male heir and the Duke's philandering and callous indifference to her. She befriends Lady Bess but finds she is once again betrayed by her husband who wields his power with the three eventually living uncomfortably together. Against this background, and with the pressures of an unfaithful husband, strict social pressures and constant public scrutiny, Georgiana falls passionately in love with Charles Grey, a rising young Whig politician. However, despite his ongoing liaison with Lady Bess, the Duke refuses to allow her to continue the affair and threatens to take her children from her.

Tags: Saul Dibb, Biography, Drama, History]]>
Tue, 22 Jul 2014 21:36:47 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/VEaqnhN_m6E/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=129
Georgiana Spencer became Duchess of Devonshire on her marriage to the Duke in 1774, at the height of the Georgian period, a period of fashion, decadence, and political change. Spirited and adored by the public at large she quickly found her marriage to be a disappointment, defined by her duty to produce a male heir and the Duke's philandering and callous indifference to her. She befriends Lady Bess but finds she is once again betrayed by her husband who wields his power with the three eventually living uncomfortably together. Against this background, and with the pressures of an unfaithful husband, strict social pressures and constant public scrutiny, Georgiana falls passionately in love with Charles Grey, a rising young Whig politician. However, despite his ongoing liaison with Lady Bess, the Duke refuses to allow her to continue the affair and threatens to take her children from her.

Tags: Saul Dibb, Biography, Drama, History]]>
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Movie: Australia (2008) by Baz Luhrmann
In northern Australia at the beginning of World War II, an English aristocrat inherits a cattle station the size of Maryland. When English cattle barons plot to take her land, she reluctantly joins forces with a rough-hewn stock-man to drive 2,000 head of cattle across hundreds of miles of the country's most unforgiving land, only to still face the bombing of Darwin, Australia, by the Japanese forces that had attacked Pearl Harbor only months earlier.

Tags: Baz Luhrmann, History, Drama]]>
Sun, 20 Jul 2014 22:37:06 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/-qDtDlhV7PI/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=128
In northern Australia at the beginning of World War II, an English aristocrat inherits a cattle station the size of Maryland. When English cattle barons plot to take her land, she reluctantly joins forces with a rough-hewn stock-man to drive 2,000 head of cattle across hundreds of miles of the country's most unforgiving land, only to still face the bombing of Darwin, Australia, by the Japanese forces that had attacked Pearl Harbor only months earlier.

Tags: Baz Luhrmann, History, Drama]]>
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Song: All Of Me by John Legend
[Verse 1:]
What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Verse 2:]
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Bridge:]
Give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you

I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh
Tags: John Legend, Love, Soft]]>
Sat, 12 Jul 2014 21:19:56 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/ckT6NenSBBY/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=230
[Verse 1:]
What would I do without your smart mouth?
Drawing me in, and you kicking me out
You've got my head spinning, no kidding, I can't pin you down
What's going on in that beautiful mind
I'm on your magical mystery ride
And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me, but I'll be alright

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Verse 2:]
How many times do I have to tell you
Even when you're crying you're beautiful too
The world is beating you down, I'm around through every mood
You're my downfall, you're my muse
My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues
I can't stop singing, it's ringing, in my head for you

[Pre-Chorus:]
My head's under water
But I'm breathing fine
You're crazy and I'm out of my mind

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh

[Bridge:]
Give me all of you
Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts
Risking it all, though it's hard

[Chorus:]
'Cause all of me
Loves all of you
Love your curves and all your edges
All your perfect imperfections
Give your all to me
I'll give my all to you
You're my end and my beginning
Even when I lose I'm winning
'Cause I give you all of me
And you give me all of you

I give you all of me
And you give me all of you, ohoh
Tags: John Legend, Love, Soft]]>
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Movie: Her (2013) by Spike Jonze
Theodore is a lonely man in the final stages of his divorce. When he's not working as a letter writer, his down time is spent playing video games and occasionally hanging out with friends. He decides to purchase the new OS1, which is advertised as the world's first artificially intelligent operating system, "It's not just an operating system, it's a consciousness," the ad states. Theodore quickly finds himself drawn in with Samantha, the voice behind his OS1. As they start spending time together they grow closer and closer and eventually find themselves in love. Having fallen in love with his OS, Theodore finds himself dealing with feelings of both great joy and doubt. As an OS, Samantha has powerful intelligence that she uses to help Theodore in ways others hadn't, but how does she help him deal with his inner conflict of being in love with an OS?

Tags: Spike Jonze, Emotional, Alone]]>
Thu, 10 Jul 2014 20:43:21 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/hNep4DHwZU8/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=127
Theodore is a lonely man in the final stages of his divorce. When he's not working as a letter writer, his down time is spent playing video games and occasionally hanging out with friends. He decides to purchase the new OS1, which is advertised as the world's first artificially intelligent operating system, "It's not just an operating system, it's a consciousness," the ad states. Theodore quickly finds himself drawn in with Samantha, the voice behind his OS1. As they start spending time together they grow closer and closer and eventually find themselves in love. Having fallen in love with his OS, Theodore finds himself dealing with feelings of both great joy and doubt. As an OS, Samantha has powerful intelligence that she uses to help Theodore in ways others hadn't, but how does she help him deal with his inner conflict of being in love with an OS?

Tags: Spike Jonze, Emotional, Alone]]>
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Movie: Dead Snow (2009) by Tommy Wirkola
Several friends take to the mountains and shack-up in the wilderness of back-of-beyond to enjoy a little R & R together, their peace is soon interrupted by a mysterious old man, warning them of a local curse that during the German occupation of the local area that these Nazi invaders were brutal and harsh in their methods of control. Telling of the legend of the villager's revolt that drove them up into the cold, dark mountains where they perished, that is until rumour of their return in the form of zombies, evil Nazi zombies.

Tags: Tommy Wirkola, Horror, Zombies]]>
Thu, 10 Jul 2014 20:32:40 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/bHZmvljHj3A/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=126
Several friends take to the mountains and shack-up in the wilderness of back-of-beyond to enjoy a little R & R together, their peace is soon interrupted by a mysterious old man, warning them of a local curse that during the German occupation of the local area that these Nazi invaders were brutal and harsh in their methods of control. Telling of the legend of the villager's revolt that drove them up into the cold, dark mountains where they perished, that is until rumour of their return in the form of zombies, evil Nazi zombies.

Tags: Tommy Wirkola, Horror, Zombies]]>
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Movie: Silver Linings Playbook (2012) by David O. Russell
Against medical advice and without the knowledge of her husband Pat Solatano Sr., caring Dolores Solatano discharges her adult son, Pat Solatano Jr., from a Maryland mental health institution after his minimum eight month court ordered stint. The condition of the release includes Pat Jr. moving back in with his parents in their Philadelphia home. Although Pat Jr.'s institutionalization was due to him beating up the lover of his wife Nikki, he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Nikki has since left him and has received a restraining order against him. Although he is on medication (which he doesn't take because of the way it makes him feel) and has mandatory therapy sessions, Pat Jr. feels like he can manage on the outside solely by healthy living and looking for the "silver linings" in his life. His goals are to get his old job back as a substitute teacher, but more importantly reunite with Nikki. He finds there are certain instances where he doesn't cope well, however no less so ...

Tags: Romance, Love, Separation, Struggle, David O. Russell]]>
Mon, 07 Jul 2014 21:37:15 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/NJj2Qg5FbTo/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=125
Against medical advice and without the knowledge of her husband Pat Solatano Sr., caring Dolores Solatano discharges her adult son, Pat Solatano Jr., from a Maryland mental health institution after his minimum eight month court ordered stint. The condition of the release includes Pat Jr. moving back in with his parents in their Philadelphia home. Although Pat Jr.'s institutionalization was due to him beating up the lover of his wife Nikki, he was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Nikki has since left him and has received a restraining order against him. Although he is on medication (which he doesn't take because of the way it makes him feel) and has mandatory therapy sessions, Pat Jr. feels like he can manage on the outside solely by healthy living and looking for the "silver linings" in his life. His goals are to get his old job back as a substitute teacher, but more importantly reunite with Nikki. He finds there are certain instances where he doesn't cope well, however no less so ...

Tags: Romance, Love, Separation, Struggle, David O. Russell]]>
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Video: Hospital Window - Inspirational Video

Tags: Support, Inspirational, Hope]]>
Sun, 06 Jul 2014 21:35:31 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/vFXj-KdTAeA/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=64

Tags: Support, Inspirational, Hope]]>
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Movie: About Time (I) (2013) by Richard Curtis
At the age of 21, Tim Lake (Domhnall Gleeson) discovers he can travel in time... The night after another unsatisfactory New Year party, Tim's father (Bill Nighy) tells his son that the men in his family have always had the ability to travel through time. Tim can't change history, but he can change what happens and has happened in his own life-so he decides to make his world a better place...by getting a girlfriend. Sadly, that turns out not to be as easy as you might think. Moving from the Cornwall coast to London to train as a lawyer, Tim finally meets the beautiful but insecure Mary (Rachel McAdams). They fall in love, then an unfortunate time-travel incident means he's never met her at all. So they meet for the first time again-and again-but finally, after a lot of cunning time-traveling, he wins her heart. Tim then uses his power to create the perfect romantic proposal, to save his wedding from the worst best-man speeches, to save his best friend from professional disaster and to ...

Tags: Richard Curtis, Love, Romance, Drama]]>
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At the age of 21, Tim Lake (Domhnall Gleeson) discovers he can travel in time... The night after another unsatisfactory New Year party, Tim's father (Bill Nighy) tells his son that the men in his family have always had the ability to travel through time. Tim can't change history, but he can change what happens and has happened in his own life-so he decides to make his world a better place...by getting a girlfriend. Sadly, that turns out not to be as easy as you might think. Moving from the Cornwall coast to London to train as a lawyer, Tim finally meets the beautiful but insecure Mary (Rachel McAdams). They fall in love, then an unfortunate time-travel incident means he's never met her at all. So they meet for the first time again-and again-but finally, after a lot of cunning time-traveling, he wins her heart. Tim then uses his power to create the perfect romantic proposal, to save his wedding from the worst best-man speeches, to save his best friend from professional disaster and to ...

Tags: Richard Curtis, Love, Romance, Drama]]>
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Song: Trouble Is by Backstreet Boys
[Howie:]
How come you never know
What you got until it's gone
Too bad
Because I never felt so good with anyone
How fooled was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine

[Nick/Howie:]
So every day I try a little harder
To forget her
Lie here convince myself
Tomorrow will be better

[Chorus:]
The trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory
And now I know what it is
Love is what the trouble is

[Howie:]
Love is what the trouble is

[AJ:]
How come she said
You never wear your heart
Where I can see
Too bad
Cause now I'm the one
Who's sorry
How stupid was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine
So everyday I find a little something
To remind me
No matter how I try
I can't put the past behind me

[Repeat Chorus]

[AJ:]
Love has let me go
I'm alright, I'm okay
I'll be fine, give it time

[All:]
But the only trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone (she's gone)
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory (I just can't)
And now I know what it is (now I know)
And now I know what it is
Cause love is what the trouble is
The trouble
Love... Love is what the trouble is
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Love, Memories]]>
Thu, 03 Jul 2014 20:22:20 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/WXRcz7NGGlk/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=229
[Howie:]
How come you never know
What you got until it's gone
Too bad
Because I never felt so good with anyone
How fooled was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine

[Nick/Howie:]
So every day I try a little harder
To forget her
Lie here convince myself
Tomorrow will be better

[Chorus:]
The trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory
And now I know what it is
Love is what the trouble is

[Howie:]
Love is what the trouble is

[AJ:]
How come she said
You never wear your heart
Where I can see
Too bad
Cause now I'm the one
Who's sorry
How stupid was I into thinking
I was gonna be alright
Okay
Fine
So everyday I find a little something
To remind me
No matter how I try
I can't put the past behind me

[Repeat Chorus]

[AJ:]
Love has let me go
I'm alright, I'm okay
I'll be fine, give it time

[All:]
But the only trouble is I can't get her out of my mind
When I close my eyes at night
Who's gonna save me
Now she's gone (she's gone)
The trouble is there's a part of me
That still can't let go of her memory (I just can't)
And now I know what it is (now I know)
And now I know what it is
Cause love is what the trouble is
The trouble
Love... Love is what the trouble is
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Love, Memories]]>
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Video: A Wedding That Will Move You
Early this year, Rowden and Leizl decided to get married on July 8, 2014, Rowden's 30th birthday. Together with their adorable 2-year-old daughter, they already had a perfect family.

Then a twist of fate, Rowden got diagnosed with stage IV liver cancer in late May. His last request was to marry his one true love. After 12hours of preparations, his dream was fulfilled. Unable to take him outside the hospital, we brought the church to him. It was like a heartbreaking fairytale.

Rowden Go, at the age of 29-years-old, passed away on June 11, 2014. Less than 10hours after he said his vows.

He is survived by his wife Leizel May, daughter Zakiah Rowzel, mother Lorelei, and brothers Hasset & Hisham.

Tags: Death, Wedding, Sick, Cancer, Bride]]>
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Early this year, Rowden and Leizl decided to get married on July 8, 2014, Rowden's 30th birthday. Together with their adorable 2-year-old daughter, they already had a perfect family.

Then a twist of fate, Rowden got diagnosed with stage IV liver cancer in late May. His last request was to marry his one true love. After 12hours of preparations, his dream was fulfilled. Unable to take him outside the hospital, we brought the church to him. It was like a heartbreaking fairytale.

Rowden Go, at the age of 29-years-old, passed away on June 11, 2014. Less than 10hours after he said his vows.

He is survived by his wife Leizel May, daughter Zakiah Rowzel, mother Lorelei, and brothers Hasset & Hisham.

Tags: Death, Wedding, Sick, Cancer, Bride]]>
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Movie: The English Patient (1996) by Anthony Minghella
Beginning in the 1930's, "The English Patient" tells the story of Count Almásy who is a Hungarian map maker employed by the Royal Geographical Society to chart the vast expanses of the Sahara Desert along with several other prominent explorers. As World War II unfolds, Almásy enters into a world of love, betrayal, and politics that is later revealed in a series of flashbacks while Almásy is on his death bed after being horribly burned in a plane crash.

Tags: Anthony Minghella, War, Romance, Drama]]>
Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:33:19 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/yhi1CrlOMXY/sad_movie.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_movie.php?id=123
Beginning in the 1930's, "The English Patient" tells the story of Count Almásy who is a Hungarian map maker employed by the Royal Geographical Society to chart the vast expanses of the Sahara Desert along with several other prominent explorers. As World War II unfolds, Almásy enters into a world of love, betrayal, and politics that is later revealed in a series of flashbacks while Almásy is on his death bed after being horribly burned in a plane crash.

Tags: Anthony Minghella, War, Romance, Drama]]>
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Song: High Hopes by Pink Floyd
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever
Tags: Pink Floyd, Alone]]>
Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:17:56 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/GlygPQFc-7I/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=228
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the Long Road and on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever
Tags: Pink Floyd, Alone]]>
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Song: The Final Cut by Pink Floyd
through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
Tags: Pink Floyd, Depressed, Hurt]]>
Sun, 29 Jun 2014 20:16:34 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/7E8GoUfWiA4/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=227
through the fish eyed lens of tear stained eyes
i can barely define the shape of this moment in time
and far from flying high in clear blue skies
i'm spiralling down to the hole in the ground where i hide
if you negotiate the minefield in the drive
and beat the dogs and cheat the cold electronic eyes
and if you make it past the shotgun in the hall
dial the combination. open the priesthole
and if i'm in i'll tell you what's behind the wall
there's a kid who had a big hallucination
making love to girls in magazines
he wonders if you're sleeping with your new found faith
could anybody love him
or is it just a crazy dream
and if i show you my dark side
will you still hold me tonight
and if i open my heart to you
and show you my weak side
what would you do
would you sell your story to rolling stone
would you take the children away
and leave me alone
and smile in reassurance
as you whisper down the phone
would you send me packing
or would you take me home
thought i oughta bare my naked feelings
thought i oughta tear the curtain down
i held the blade in trembling hands
prepared to make it but just then the phone rang
i never had the nerve to make the final cut
Tags: Pink Floyd, Depressed, Hurt]]>
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Song: Dust In The Wind by Kansas
I close my eyes
Only for a moment and the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes with curiosity

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind

Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

(Aa aa aa)
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, ho, ho

Now don't hang on
Nothin' lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
(All we are is dust in the wind)

Dust in the wind
(Everything is dust in the wind)
Everything is dust in the wind
(In the wind)

(Ooo)
(Ooo)
(Ooo)
Tags: Kansas, Empty, Love]]>
Mon, 09 Jun 2014 19:29:53 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/LTc9axTUxNs/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=226
I close my eyes
Only for a moment and the moment's gone
All my dreams
Pass before my eyes with curiosity

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind

Same old song
Just a drop of water in an endless sea
All we do
Crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see

(Aa aa aa)
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, ho, ho

Now don't hang on
Nothin' lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away
And all your money won't another minute buy

Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
(All we are is dust in the wind)

Dust in the wind
(Everything is dust in the wind)
Everything is dust in the wind
(In the wind)

(Ooo)
(Ooo)
(Ooo)
Tags: Kansas, Empty, Love]]>
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Video: The most inspiring video you will ever watch!

Tags: Inspirational, Staystrong]]>
Mon, 26 May 2014 20:32:14 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/z4gOtcM9DNw/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=62

Tags: Inspirational, Staystrong]]>
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Song: Shattered by Backstreet Boys
[A.J:]
So empty, can't feel no more,
As I'm left with my tears on the floor
I wait for my heart to mend,
But you keep tearing a hole

[Brian:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered,
[Nick:] (From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke)
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered)
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered)
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe, you left me, ah)

[Brian:] So shattered

[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered

[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
What am I still here for,
Could it be that I'm just waiting
Hoping you'd rescue me,
And put the pieces together again

[Howie:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[Howie:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
Tell me what you're really here for,
If you never really loved me
I gave my all but it still wasn't enough

'Cause all you had to say was that you ain't
Looking for commitment
Instead of telling me what I wanted to hear, oh-ho

[Howie:]
You took my emotions
And scattered them on the ground
So hard to just pick up,
And move on with life, again

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[A.J.:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside

[A.J.:] So shattered
[Brian:] Oh yes, I can't believe, you left me, so shattered
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Shattered, Alone, Hurt]]>
Mon, 26 May 2014 20:28:54 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/6HAIYOtR_uI/sad_song.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_song.php?id=225
[A.J:]
So empty, can't feel no more,
As I'm left with my tears on the floor
I wait for my heart to mend,
But you keep tearing a hole

[Brian:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered,
[Nick:] (From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke)
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered)
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered)
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] (Can't believe, you left me, ah)

[Brian:] So shattered

[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered

[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
What am I still here for,
Could it be that I'm just waiting
Hoping you'd rescue me,
And put the pieces together again

[Howie:]
Inside, I'm so lost,
In the middle of my heart
It's a battlefield of love,
I've been fighting far too long

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[Howie:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside, oh

[Nick:]
Tell me what you're really here for,
If you never really loved me
I gave my all but it still wasn't enough

'Cause all you had to say was that you ain't
Looking for commitment
Instead of telling me what I wanted to hear, oh-ho

[Howie:]
You took my emotions
And scattered them on the ground
So hard to just pick up,
And move on with life, again

[Brian:] And now I'm shattered
[A.J.:] Oh
[Nick:] From you chipping my heart, kept taking it till it broke
[Brian:] Oh how it hurts
[Nick:] Felt it slip from your hand, hit the ground and now it's shattered
[Brian:] I'm so shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, ah
[Brian:] So shattered
[Nick, Howie:] Can't believe, you left me, I'm so shattered
[Brian:] I'm shattered, cut from with-inside

[A.J.:] So shattered
[Brian:] Oh yes, I can't believe, you left me, so shattered
Tags: Backstreet Boys, Shattered, Alone, Hurt]]>
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Video: "Hey" - Short Film on Bullying

Tags: Bullying, Alone, Hurt]]>
Fri, 09 May 2014 22:43:20 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/bcA-vIYYTHc/sad_video.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_video.php?id=61

Tags: Bullying, Alone, Hurt]]>
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Article: Sad quotes for a broken heart Sadness is a part of life that is unavoidable and arises from lost dreams and opportunities. It engulfs people into its pit and right then sad quotes can come to the best rescue. Sad quotes are soul-stirring that strikes a chord when we feel sad. These powerful words express deep truths right from the heart. There are many famous sad quotes that seem to echo our emotions which has been written when that person felt that way and it's always comforting to know that there are others who has also traveled in the same path.

Some of the amazing top sad quotes that I find really comforting when depressed and you might find them soothing too are:
'Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.' This quote is by Javan. It jerks and brings me to reality and makes me think logical.

'They that sow in tears shall reap in joy' by Psalms reminds me not to lose hope and one drop of tear draws a person one step more closer to happiness.
'Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears' by Marcus Aurelius and 'Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong' by Winston Churchill are two favorite quotes I like a lot as it talks about being strong and not feel the pain. It's really inspiring when I feel hurt or isolated.

Another cool sad quote that I often recall when I feel sad is, 'Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable'. It reminds me that experiences only make one more practical in life.

Then there are some other really great sad quotes like,
'Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad' by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
'For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been' by John Greenleaf Whittier
'Let your tears come. Let them water your soul' by Eileen Mayhew

'Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation' by Kahlil Gibran
And finally the most heart touching one that I often secure it deep in my heart is the quote, 'The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you' by Unknown Author which reminds me to realize the love of the ones who love me before it's too late and not go through the pain of losing a loved one by taking too long to recognize the love.

These sad quotes will help you to go through tough times and bring more tranquility of mind.


Tags: Sad Quotes, Best Quotes, Quotes]]>
Sun, 12 May 2013 14:54:58 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/wGGF0_ZiafM/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=4 Sadness is a part of life that is unavoidable and arises from lost dreams and opportunities. It engulfs people into its pit and right then sad quotes can come to the best rescue. Sad quotes are soul-stirring that strikes a chord when we feel sad. These powerful words express deep truths right from the heart. There are many famous sad quotes that seem to echo our emotions which has been written when that person felt that way and it's always comforting to know that there are others who has also traveled in the same path.

Some of the amazing top sad quotes that I find really comforting when depressed and you might find them soothing too are:
'Love can sometimes be magic. But magic can sometimes... just be an illusion.' This quote is by Javan. It jerks and brings me to reality and makes me think logical.

'They that sow in tears shall reap in joy' by Psalms reminds me not to lose hope and one drop of tear draws a person one step more closer to happiness.
'Reject your sense of injury and the injury itself disappears' by Marcus Aurelius and 'Solitary trees, if they grow at all, grow strong' by Winston Churchill are two favorite quotes I like a lot as it talks about being strong and not feel the pain. It's really inspiring when I feel hurt or isolated.

Another cool sad quote that I often recall when I feel sad is, 'Hearts will never be practical until they are made unbreakable'. It reminds me that experiences only make one more practical in life.

Then there are some other really great sad quotes like,
'Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad' by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.
'For all sad words of tongue and pen, the saddest are these, 'It might have been' by John Greenleaf Whittier
'Let your tears come. Let them water your soul' by Eileen Mayhew

'Love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation' by Kahlil Gibran
And finally the most heart touching one that I often secure it deep in my heart is the quote, 'The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you' by Unknown Author which reminds me to realize the love of the ones who love me before it's too late and not go through the pain of losing a loved one by taking too long to recognize the love.

These sad quotes will help you to go through tough times and bring more tranquility of mind.


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Article: Top 5 Sad Movies Titanic

TitanicTitanic (1997) is probably the most well-known movie on this top 5. The movie itself takes place on the first trip of the ship “Titanic”.
 
The movie starts in 1996, where a team of divers tries to find the sunken ship. They are searching for a previous diamond. The divers find the ship, but they do not find the diamond that they were looking for in the first place.
 
We hear the story about Rose Dewitt Bukater. She was only 17 years old when Titanic sat sails from Southampton in England. Titanic was supposed to travel to New York. She is traveling along with her mother and her fiancé. At the first night at the ship, Rose tries to commit suicide by jumping in the water. It does not work out because she is stopped by a man named Jack.
Jack and Rose falls in love with each other, which causes a lot of problems due to the fact that Rose has already promised to marry someone else. Jack and Rose come from different parts of society and this also causes them a lot of problems.

What happens next is that Titanic hits and iceberg, which in the end, causes the ship to sink.

Titanic is a lot about love and happiness, but we also see the darker side of these. We see anger, desperations and other dark emotions. The desperation is mostly clear between Jack and Rose, due to the fact the she is already engaged when they meet and fall in love with each other.

 

Boys Don’t Cry

Boys don't cry“Boys don’t cry” (1999) is about a based on the true story of the life of Brandon Teena. The movie tells us the story about a woman, who chooses to live her life as a man. Throughout her life, she suffers from her choice because of the consequences of her actions. Brandon moves away from Nebraska and into a new community. In her new town, the other people are not seeing person of transgender as human beings. Through the movie, Brandon ends up with a reputation of being a ladies’ man. Later in the story, Brandon ends up in prison. In prison, he develops to be a very, angry young man whose anger turns into actions after some time.
 
“Boys don’t cry” is a movie which is full of emotions. Through the movie, we get to feel all of the emotions that Brandon feels. We can feel the anger, pain and suffering he is going through. The whole community around his new neighborhood shows what conditions some of us have to live with. It is not easy to be different from the “normal” and in this movie; we get to see the life of a human in another perspective than we are used to. All these emotions in this film reminds, at least some of us, that we should be glad about what we have, because there will always be a lot of people, who has it a lot worse than we do. 

 

The Perfect Storm

At this point, we have now made it to the highest ranked on this list.
 
The number one on this list is the movie “The Perfect Storm” (2000) directed by Wolfgang Petersen and Allen Payne. The movie is in many ways a lot like the other movies, but it has its differences, which is why it has made it to number one.
 
The Perfect Storm is about a group of fishermen from Gloucester, who leaves everything behind and is chasing their road to happiness and wealth and the ocean. In October 1991, the ship “Andrea Gail”, with fishermen, sets sail. After some time, they get their weather report which tells them that there is a storm coming their way, which can cause a perfect storm.
 
Due to the fact that the Hurricane “Grace” is behind them, they decide to continue with their fishing. At the ocean, the fishermen faces a lot of problems like weather, they relationship which each other and other disasters.
 
When everything is good and there are catching a lot of fish, their ice machine breaks down and they needs to make a big decision. They can now choose between letting the fish root or try to make it through the hurricane. The desperate fishermen decide to make their way through the huge hurricane. Soon, they find themselves in the middle of the biggest storm in ages.
 
The Perfect Storm is definitely a sad movie. As in the previous movies, we get to feel a lot of emotions. In this movie, I felt mostly sadness and desperation towards the fishermen. The ending of the movie was priceless in my opinion and that is one of the places where “The Perfect Storm” is different from the other movie that I has mentioned.

 

Philadelphia

PhiladelphiaPhiladelphia (1993) is an American movie. With Tom Hanks and Denzel Washington as the stars of the movie, Philadelphia is about a young man who suffers from AIDS and the need to hide the real him.
 
Andrew Beckett is homosexual and is working in one of the largest companies in Philadelphia. He is not open about his homosexuality, or the fact that he has got AIDS, on his work and do to the fact that he has got no one to turn to, this costs him a lot of pain and suffering.
 
One day, he is assigned to one of the company’s most important cases. During the case, a worker notices something odd on Andrew. Embarrassed, he stays home to cover the lesion on his forehead. At home, he tries to finish the case and then deliver it to the office, but it gets worse and he is rushed to the hospital to make sure that he is not dying.
 
Andrew’s life gets a lot worse and he even gets fired from his job. Andrew prosecutes his previous contractor and the case goes to court. As the case goes to court, Andrew faces some new problem; his previous contractor tells the court, that Andrew has been hiding his condition for them and therefore, it was okay to them to fire him. During the testimony, Andrew collapses. His lawyer and family visit him there. After the family has gone, Andrew tells that he is ready to die.
 
At the end of the movie, we see Andrew’s funeral where there is a lot of mourners.
 
As seen in the movie, Philadelphia is about trying to overcome your problems to stay above water. In this movie, it is one man against all the others and we get to see how sickness can break you down in so many ways. Philadelphia is a frustrating movie in many ways, because it is even hard, as a viewer, to imagine all the problems that Andrew was going through and it is even harder to put ourselves in his place.

 

 

We Were Soldier

We were soldier“We were soldier” (2002) is directed by Randall Wallace. The movie is about the major battle of the Vietnam War and we see it through the eyes of the American units in Vietnam.
The film itself is based on the book “We were soldiers once… and young” by Hal Moore, who participated in the war himself.
The United States has entered the Vietnamese war. At this point, Hal Moore is a dedicated and committed young man and he is training the troops that are under his command.
After arriving in Vietnamese area, Hal finds out that an American base has been attacked and several of their soldiers have been killed. After this information, he needs to move his men and eliminate their enemy. At the time of their moving, Hal has not got any idea of the number of the Vietnamese troopers in the area at this point.

Later in the film, the group of soldiers is lured into an ambush by a Vietnamese. With no options left, Hal decides to call on his radio and tell the other Americans that they have been lured into an ambush and cannot defend themselves. They will now stay alive much longer so he orders all the available aircraft to attack their Vietnamese enemy to kill or chase them away from Hal and his soldiers. The aircraft bombs and uses machine guns at the enemy. After the attacking, the Vietnamese troopers repel and the surviving Americans are rescued.

In the end, the Vietnamese plans a big counter attack and you must see the movie yourself to see the outcome.
 
This movie has made it to this list, because it shows us the horrific actions of war. Throughout the movie, we can almost feel the pain that the soldiers feel during the movie and we see what war really is about. We can feel the love that the soldiers feel for their country while they are willing to sacrifice their lives to make a difference in Vietnam. The movie proves that you may need to sacrifice something important to you, if you want to make a difference for the next generations.


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TitanicTitanic (1997) is probably the most well-known movie on this top 5. The movie itself takes place on the first trip of the ship “Titanic”.
 
The movie starts in 1996, where a team of divers tries to find the sunken ship. They are searching for a previous diamond. The divers find the ship, but they do not find the diamond that they were looking for in the first place.
 
We hear the story about Rose Dewitt Bukater. She was only 17 years old when Titanic sat sails from Southampton in England. Titanic was supposed to travel to New York. She is traveling along with her mother and her fiancé. At the first night at the ship, Rose tries to commit suicide by jumping in the water. It does not work out because she is stopped by a man named Jack.
Jack and Rose falls in love with each other, which causes a lot of problems due to the fact that Rose has already promised to marry someone else. Jack and Rose come from different parts of society and this also causes them a lot of problems.

What happens next is that Titanic hits and iceberg, which in the end, causes the ship to sink.

Titanic is a lot about love and happiness, but we also see the darker side of these. We see anger, desperations and other dark emotions. The desperation is mostly clear between Jack and Rose, due to the fact the she is already engaged when they meet and fall in love with each other.

 

Boys Don’t Cry

Boys don't cry“Boys don’t cry” (1999) is about a based on the true story of the life of Brandon Teena. The movie tells us the story about a woman, who chooses to live her life as a man. Throughout her life, she suffers from her choice because of the consequences of her actions. Brandon moves away from Nebraska and into a new community. In her new town, the other people are not seeing person of transgender as human beings. Through the movie, Brandon ends up with a reputation of being a ladies’ man. Later in the story, Brandon ends up in prison. In prison, he develops to be a very, angry young man whose anger turns into actions after some time.
 
“Boys don’t cry” is a movie which is full of emotions. Through the movie, we get to feel all of the emotions that Brandon feels. We can feel the anger, pain and suffering he is going through. The whole community around his new neighborhood shows what conditions some of us have to live with. It is not easy to be different from the “normal” and in this movie; we get to see the life of a human in another perspective than we are used to. All these emotions in this film reminds, at least some of us, that we should be glad about what we have, because there will always be a lot of people, who has it a lot worse than we do. 

 

The Perfect Storm

At this point, we have now made it to the highest ranked on this list.
 
The number one on this list is the movie “The Perfect Storm” (2000) directed by Wolfgang Petersen and Allen Payne. The movie is in many ways a lot like the other movies, but it has its differences, which is why it has made it to number one.
 
The Perfect Storm is about a group of fishermen from Gloucester, who leaves everything behind and is chasing their road to happiness and wealth and the ocean. In October 1991, the ship “Andrea Gail”, with fishermen, sets sail. After some time, they get their weather report which tells them that there is a storm coming their way, which can cause a perfect storm.
 
Due to the fact that the Hurricane “Grace” is behind them, they decide to continue with their fishing. At the ocean, the fishermen faces a lot of problems like weather, they relationship which each other and other disasters.
 
When everything is good and there are catching a lot of fish, their ice machine breaks down and they needs to make a big decision. They can now choose between letting the fish root or try to make it through the hurricane. The desperate fishermen decide to make their way through the huge hurricane. Soon, they find themselves in the middle of the biggest storm in ages.
 
The Perfect Storm is definitely a sad movie. As in the previous movies, we get to feel a lot of emotions. In this movie, I felt mostly sadness and desperation towards the fishermen. The ending of the movie was priceless in my opinion and that is one of the places where “The Perfect Storm” is different from the other movie that I has mentioned.

 

Philadelphia

PhiladelphiaPhiladelphia (1993) is an American movie. With Tom Hanks and Denzel Washington as the stars of the movie, Philadelphia is about a young man who suffers from AIDS and the need to hide the real him.
 
Andrew Beckett is homosexual and is working in one of the largest companies in Philadelphia. He is not open about his homosexuality, or the fact that he has got AIDS, on his work and do to the fact that he has got no one to turn to, this costs him a lot of pain and suffering.
 
One day, he is assigned to one of the company’s most important cases. During the case, a worker notices something odd on Andrew. Embarrassed, he stays home to cover the lesion on his forehead. At home, he tries to finish the case and then deliver it to the office, but it gets worse and he is rushed to the hospital to make sure that he is not dying.
 
Andrew’s life gets a lot worse and he even gets fired from his job. Andrew prosecutes his previous contractor and the case goes to court. As the case goes to court, Andrew faces some new problem; his previous contractor tells the court, that Andrew has been hiding his condition for them and therefore, it was okay to them to fire him. During the testimony, Andrew collapses. His lawyer and family visit him there. After the family has gone, Andrew tells that he is ready to die.
 
At the end of the movie, we see Andrew’s funeral where there is a lot of mourners.
 
As seen in the movie, Philadelphia is about trying to overcome your problems to stay above water. In this movie, it is one man against all the others and we get to see how sickness can break you down in so many ways. Philadelphia is a frustrating movie in many ways, because it is even hard, as a viewer, to imagine all the problems that Andrew was going through and it is even harder to put ourselves in his place.

 

 

We Were Soldier

We were soldier“We were soldier” (2002) is directed by Randall Wallace. The movie is about the major battle of the Vietnam War and we see it through the eyes of the American units in Vietnam.
The film itself is based on the book “We were soldiers once… and young” by Hal Moore, who participated in the war himself.
The United States has entered the Vietnamese war. At this point, Hal Moore is a dedicated and committed young man and he is training the troops that are under his command.
After arriving in Vietnamese area, Hal finds out that an American base has been attacked and several of their soldiers have been killed. After this information, he needs to move his men and eliminate their enemy. At the time of their moving, Hal has not got any idea of the number of the Vietnamese troopers in the area at this point.

Later in the film, the group of soldiers is lured into an ambush by a Vietnamese. With no options left, Hal decides to call on his radio and tell the other Americans that they have been lured into an ambush and cannot defend themselves. They will now stay alive much longer so he orders all the available aircraft to attack their Vietnamese enemy to kill or chase them away from Hal and his soldiers. The aircraft bombs and uses machine guns at the enemy. After the attacking, the Vietnamese troopers repel and the surviving Americans are rescued.

In the end, the Vietnamese plans a big counter attack and you must see the movie yourself to see the outcome.
 
This movie has made it to this list, because it shows us the horrific actions of war. Throughout the movie, we can almost feel the pain that the soldiers feel during the movie and we see what war really is about. We can feel the love that the soldiers feel for their country while they are willing to sacrifice their lives to make a difference in Vietnam. The movie proves that you may need to sacrifice something important to you, if you want to make a difference for the next generations.


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Article: Why I Love Sad Songs It is said and believed that music is food for the soul. This is best shown in how we relate to different types of music depending on our mood and our feelings. Our state of mind and state of emotions decide our mood and our choice of music in turn is driven by the mood we are in. I love sad songs because they act as my best friend when I’m feeling sad and low.

With my collection of sad songs, I do not need someone to talk to because these songs become a mirror to my emotions. The lyrics in sad songs when I hear them, it feels like they have been written for me and I can sink deeper into my lonely, sad emotion. Sad songs have a marvelous effect on us. When we are broken and hurt due to whatever reason, sad songs give us an outlet to be on our own and talk to ourselves. It is not however necessary that one should like sad songs only when they are sad; it is but human to be happy yet listen to a sad song. This is only an indication that we are still human and our feelings have not become numb in this fast paced life; our emotions are still alive. If we are feeling ‘OK’ and suddenly a sad song brings tears to our eyes it is only for us to remember that nothing lasts forever. There is always an end to every beginning and happiness is always followed by sadness, so we should keep our doors open for sadness as well. Pain and misery never knocks before coming neither does an opportunity so we should always be prepared for good and bad times alike.

I may laugh in public, I may fake a smile only not to let anyone else know what I’m going through inside. I love sad songs because they bring out my real emotions and make me weep out my sorrows; my grievances, regrets and tragedies. They remind me of my loved ones that I have lost due to one reason or the other and the emptiness I feel without them. Listening to sad songs not only gives me remembrance of bitter sweet memories but they touch the chords of my heart. At this point I wish to lock myself away from the world because it is this world that has caused me all the pain and grief. Had I not lived I wouldn’t have suffered. So you can see what multiple effects music can have on you.

Sad songs also are a way to melt the toughest of persons and the harshest of emotions.  When we are angry at someone we are rather angry with ourselves; we may shout and yell at them but inside we are shaking. And sad songs have the quality to wash away that harshness in us. Whenever I have had a bad day at work and an argument with a customer or a co-worker; I listen to sad songs on my way back home to soothe and calm my nerves and most of all for the reason so that I may cry and wash out my anger.


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Fri, 11 Jan 2013 04:14:47 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/12Us4N4Khd4/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=1 It is said and believed that music is food for the soul. This is best shown in how we relate to different types of music depending on our mood and our feelings. Our state of mind and state of emotions decide our mood and our choice of music in turn is driven by the mood we are in. I love sad songs because they act as my best friend when I’m feeling sad and low.

With my collection of sad songs, I do not need someone to talk to because these songs become a mirror to my emotions. The lyrics in sad songs when I hear them, it feels like they have been written for me and I can sink deeper into my lonely, sad emotion. Sad songs have a marvelous effect on us. When we are broken and hurt due to whatever reason, sad songs give us an outlet to be on our own and talk to ourselves. It is not however necessary that one should like sad songs only when they are sad; it is but human to be happy yet listen to a sad song. This is only an indication that we are still human and our feelings have not become numb in this fast paced life; our emotions are still alive. If we are feeling ‘OK’ and suddenly a sad song brings tears to our eyes it is only for us to remember that nothing lasts forever. There is always an end to every beginning and happiness is always followed by sadness, so we should keep our doors open for sadness as well. Pain and misery never knocks before coming neither does an opportunity so we should always be prepared for good and bad times alike.

I may laugh in public, I may fake a smile only not to let anyone else know what I’m going through inside. I love sad songs because they bring out my real emotions and make me weep out my sorrows; my grievances, regrets and tragedies. They remind me of my loved ones that I have lost due to one reason or the other and the emptiness I feel without them. Listening to sad songs not only gives me remembrance of bitter sweet memories but they touch the chords of my heart. At this point I wish to lock myself away from the world because it is this world that has caused me all the pain and grief. Had I not lived I wouldn’t have suffered. So you can see what multiple effects music can have on you.

Sad songs also are a way to melt the toughest of persons and the harshest of emotions.  When we are angry at someone we are rather angry with ourselves; we may shout and yell at them but inside we are shaking. And sad songs have the quality to wash away that harshness in us. Whenever I have had a bad day at work and an argument with a customer or a co-worker; I listen to sad songs on my way back home to soothe and calm my nerves and most of all for the reason so that I may cry and wash out my anger.


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Article: How to Write a Sad Story Writing a sad story is truly a great art in itself; an art to bring tears into someone’s eyes by your words and not many writers have successfully achieved the reward of doing so. Greatest sad stories that have ever been produced are the ones that are written by the writer’s heart. I will be sharing with you what I believe are the essentials to write a sad story.

As I just said a story can only have enough sadness and pain in it if the writer is writing with all their heart. When writing a sad story one should bring themselves to feel any sort of agony and sadness they have ever felt in life. It could be out of loss of a loved one, being parted from a loved one or a best friend, leaving school or leaving childhood town, a loss in the business, loss of a dear pet and so on. It can be an endless list of reasons that ever made you sad. The more closely one relates to painful moments in their life the sadder their story will be.  Example of this is that most of the sad stories are experience from people’s lives; their sufferings in times of hunger, prison or being abandoned.

A sad story should be simple and easily understandable to the readers and the character sketches for each character should be well built so that the reader builds a link with them. By making the story understandable it means that one should employ a descriptive writing style that paints clear pictures of scenes and characters so that the readers can actually visualize them in their minds. Remember that your words should have a powerful impact like it does in sad movies. The characters as you line them up in your story should be done in such a way that audience should ‘feel’ for the characters; only then will your story be touching enough to make them cry. Make your characters more human than superficial and heroic.

A big No-No for Happy Endings! Yes, a sad story is sad because it does not end happily ever after so bear this simple rule in mind. Your story should leave a yearning and a vacuum only then the audiences feel sympathetic towards the characters involved and cry on their ill-fate and misfortune. The sudden death or a similar twist in the story goes a long way in guaranteeing the success of a sad story but this works best only if the characters are well developed and the audiences are kept intact throughout. Their interest should be maintained at every level; if they lose interest then the story will not have the desired effect.

So, what are you waiting for? Pick up your pen; take your imagination to all the points in life when you got sad and felt pain and you will find yourself creating a great sad story that will have the ability to move its readers.


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Fri, 11 Jan 2013 03:29:00 +0000 http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/loverofsadness/~3/O77CI5961ks/sad_article.php http://www.loverofsadness.net/sad_article.php?id=2 Writing a sad story is truly a great art in itself; an art to bring tears into someone’s eyes by your words and not many writers have successfully achieved the reward of doing so. Greatest sad stories that have ever been produced are the ones that are written by the writer’s heart. I will be sharing with you what I believe are the essentials to write a sad story.

As I just said a story can only have enough sadness and pain in it if the writer is writing with all their heart. When writing a sad story one should bring themselves to feel any sort of agony and sadness they have ever felt in life. It could be out of loss of a loved one, being parted from a loved one or a best friend, leaving school or leaving childhood town, a loss in the business, loss of a dear pet and so on. It can be an endless list of reasons that ever made you sad. The more closely one relates to painful moments in their life the sadder their story will be.  Example of this is that most of the sad stories are experience from people’s lives; their sufferings in times of hunger, prison or being abandoned.

A sad story should be simple and easily understandable to the readers and the character sketches for each character should be well built so that the reader builds a link with them. By making the story understandable it means that one should employ a descriptive writing style that paints clear pictures of scenes and characters so that the readers can actually visualize them in their minds. Remember that your words should have a powerful impact like it does in sad movies. The characters as you line them up in your story should be done in such a way that audience should ‘feel’ for the characters; only then will your story be touching enough to make them cry. Make your characters more human than superficial and heroic.

A big No-No for Happy Endings! Yes, a sad story is sad because it does not end happily ever after so bear this simple rule in mind. Your story should leave a yearning and a vacuum only then the audiences feel sympathetic towards the characters involved and cry on their ill-fate and misfortune. The sudden death or a similar twist in the story goes a long way in guaranteeing the success of a sad story but this works best only if the characters are well developed and the audiences are kept intact throughout. Their interest should be maintained at every level; if they lose interest then the story will not have the desired effect.

So, what are you waiting for? Pick up your pen; take your imagination to all the points in life when you got sad and felt pain and you will find yourself creating a great sad story that will have the ability to move its readers.


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