I am a proud demiromantic pansexual person; I dance, write, draw/paint, sing and take pictures. I'm trying to get through the worst of my past to start helping my depression and stopping self harm. I've been put down and bullied all of my life so if this is happening to you I will try to help. Talk to me about anything and I'll do my best to help out. I am a hardcore rocker chick and want tattoos, more piercings and to dye/shave my hair.

Listen to these bands:

Echo

Christina Rossetti

Come to me in the silence of the night;

Come in the speaking silence of a dream;

Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright

As sunlight on a stream;

Come back in tears,

O memory, hope, love of finished years.

Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,

Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,

Where souls brimful of love abide and meet;

Where thirsting longing eyes

Watch the slow door

That opening, letting in, lets out no more.

Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live

My very life again tho’ cold in death:

Come back to me in dreams, that I may give

Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:

Speak low, lean low,

As long ago, my love, how long ago.

The Bridge

Fiona Smith

It stretches into forever,

You may think you’re clever

no end in time or space

trying to reach that place

There is not return from the mist

surrounding the bridge that spans the abyss

dark, stormy, gray looming above

to a lonely place with no love

Promise me that you’ll never

go to the place of forever

No end that is known

no person can ever show

the sights on the other side

more beautiful than the tide

the mist is colder than a broken heart

there is no return, once you start

you must continue always

all the while, lone tunes play

Once you’ve reached the forever

You’ll realize it would’ve been better

should you have left well alone

this greatest mistake you try to atone

The thoughts slip away into the maze

Your mind is in a thick haze

You stand there for days on days

Then your mind turns to blades

When will it be over?

When will you let sleep cover

your aching heart and mind

and let go of time?

Can you fight the current?

Can you turn and find the turret

of the castle that is our home?

Or will it end you while you are alone?

Emo isn't emotional

Goth isn't evil

Pagan isn't satanic

Wiccan isn't satanist

Rebel isn't just a teen

Queer isn't just a phase

Temporary doesn't mean nothing

Nothing lasts forever

Music can be a drug too

Music can be a savior

The night is always darkest before the dawn

Some people flourish in the night

Some people see not the darkness of the night

but the bright stars shining through

Alone is not lonely

Depressed is not sad

Suicidal is not funny

A human is not a toy

A heart is not for playing with

Lives are serious

Drugs are the true devil

Few things exist in black and white

When I was little, my mom played her music over kid music so I grew up with the following bands:

I highly recommend all of these