Nessa

Heyy! My name is Vanessa but you can call me Nessa! I love quotes and if you don't, then I really don't know what are you still doing here. Plus, as you probably already noticed, I love english. I mean, who doesn't? Anyways, here're some quotes that I really like. I hope you'll like them too! I've been making a list of things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich and how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to move on when the one you love walks away from you. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying. They don't teach you anything worth knowing. -Neil Gaiman Do you know how hard it is for me to walk in halls with my head down staring at the floor, to have no real friends? To feel completly worthless? To fell like I can't breath so I talk to my blade, do you have any idea how hard your words hit me? My scars may be healed but my pain isn't. Do you know how it feels to be judged? Made fun of? Be called names? Not to eat? To hurt yourself? To hide everything and lie all the time? I know how that feels and it hurts like hell. Suicide. Some slash their wrists, Ingest a bottle of bills, Jump off a high rise building, Hang themselfs or Blow their brains off. And in that moment, When they're bleeding to death, Closing their eyes for the last time, Hanging loose in the air, About to let their weight drop And let that Bullet pierce through their skull, Are moments they feel the most alive. Maybe suicide Is meant for that So very ''special moment''. To feel alive, Just once Before they cease to exist. 'Hot' will NEVER be a substitite for 'beautiful'. Her diary, I saw him passing by my way. I didn't know what to do! I used to smile but I felt so awkward so I looked away. Besides, he's the star of the soccer team. He'll never notice a nerd like me. His diary, I passed the corrider and saw the pretty smart girl I usually sit with during physics. I tried to smile at her but she looked the other way. Besides, I'm just a guy who can kick some goals while she is a pretty honor student. She'll never like a guy like me. I love rumors. I always find out amazing things about myself I didn't know about. When people see you lying down, white your eyes closed, they still ask: "Are you sleeping?" "No, I'm trying to die." Hi, I'm a person, not a game. So don't play me.