Hidden247

Ones basically higher pitched sped up songs and the other is violin music

Vi Sitter I Ventrilo Och Spelar Dota - Basshunter

Okay... I had be talking to this girl since Oct. 26th 2012 and I have kept all 63k messages.. is that weird?

Well this Friday my mom wants us to go back to Texas for awhile and i have 2nd thoughts because if i go then ill be leaving 2 of the closest people in my life, i talked to both of them about it and both of them basically had the same answer and i honestly don't even want to go, I am turning 18 next month but with that I am not "legally" able to live by myself unless I am emancipated but my mom doesn't think its necessary because I am about to be a legal age soon anyways.. I just feel like if I have a depression down fall like I have in the past my friends wont be there and I only have family in Texas no friends.. so its a bit difficult to leave them behind.. any suggestions? :/

Well currently my Internet connection is down but im looking for anyone who is willing to just chill and play some MC, because my wifi is all im building a custom survival map if anyone is willing to play with me once its finished.. its kinda large but is in a glass ball so if you do deside to play make sure ur on before we blow up the bridge after everyone is on the island, Hope i have some requests once i get online

PSN: DraloHidden

Recently me and my closest friend have been hitting a rough patch and shes constantly trying to let me to leave her alone and we hardly ever talk anymore and when we do shes always fighting with me about our past and how i never loved her when the truth is she ment everything to me and recently her boyfriend was killed and when im trying to be there to help her through this she keeps blaming me and i dont want to leave becase if i do i know i will make the biggest mistake of my life and i cant risk loosing somone who used to talk to me and keep me alive (suicidal issues) and i just need some help because normally i can fix most of my problems but its been about mid march 2013 since this has been going on and im worried shes going to do something i wont be able to help her with if she keeps pushing me away.. i would really like some ideas and negative comments will not help so do say anything close to what i believe is negative as in threatening because i am tired of those comments being writen on others questions it doesnt help.. thank you..

Currently the only Easter Egg i have finished is the mob of the dead one im doing for the Ricktofen side of the story line but i havnt been able to finish any of them because there is always someone who leaves, i have 2 friends that might help out but we need a 4th person

recently black ops 2 has been boring for me since almost every game on buired and die rise i get 70+ im looking for a modder on ps3 to either maybe reset my account back to 0s or host some modded games, i have a mic so we can talk sometime, my PSN: DraloHidden

Wings of Darkness

Wing from the living,

Wing from the dead,

Wing from my love, and

Wings from what I said.

Darkness from my pain,

Darkness from my laugh,

Darkness in my future, and

Darkness in my past,

Darkness overcame,

The light in my life,

Now all I have is the tears in the afterlife,

Darkness has my life,

Darkness has my soul,

Darkness changed everything,

At least till I am old.

Darkness from the living,

Darkness from the dead,

Darkness took my love, and

Darkness changed what I said,

Wing with my pain,

Wing with my laugh,

Wings are in my future,

But never in my past…

I’m crying inside not understanding why I’m in pain but not caring, because I deserve to be crying, dying, and bleeding inside out. I deserve to die from the pain I cause and the problems I make, I’m blinded by the red tears my eyes can’t control, handle, and understand. I see nothing but pain, tears, being alone, everyone I see, talk to, listen to; they bleed inside when I speak when I don’t see, when I, bleed. I think about it all every night while I lay in my death bed. Thinking about the problems I cause, the problems I have yet to fix, I’ll die alone, I’ll die my own hand by the tears that blind me from reality, the reality even I wouldn’t trust, nor give my life to, I can’t stop crying inside because the only way to do so is to end my life, so many people won’t let me, so many people won’t let me go. I’m unloved, in pain, and constantly thinking of death, why? Because I know someday I will kill myself, accidently or willingly, my life won’t let go, I made promises not to end my life without a reason, my reason… is because I’d never be able to fix the problems I’ve caused, I’ll never be able to fully understand the power I have to live or die, because I’ll never be able to stop myself once I let go of the world… I cry inside as I bleed out these tears always worried about trying to stop the pain, not every day I will think, just act, but till those days blood runs down my face as I cry red tears... I have to keep my promises to those I have given them to.

This is a bit Demonic so.. dont hate lol i get depressed sometimes and when i do i write so its kinda harsh.... ::: A black book, a night sky, a single light in a burning eye, I look for that which cannot be found, its hidden in the shadows un-wanting to be seen by sunlight nor seeing eyes, his face, hair, his eyes hazel but should the pain he’s in be shown by the tears in his eyes, hidden from the light, inside he bleeds from his pains and his arms are covered in scars from the blade of the truth that he hides so no one understands him, he stays up every night trying to stay alive, trying to show himself to the world, to show who he is so he can have a name. Hidden is his name, not to have a real name he chose this, he wanted this, everything he has been through he tries not to end his life for he knows the pain it would cause even if he can’t see why people feel that way or feel the pain he has caused, he sits in class away from everyone, and his summers inside his room with the door locked looking at old pictures and notes from his passed before all the pain was sent to his life and while he sits alone he things about life after death he think about all the things he has been told, things he hasn’t stopped thinking about since he was 8 years of age. He feels he has no one he can trusts or anyone he can talk to so he is forced to keep everything inside of his beating heart wondering when it will stop beating and how it will end. He thinks, dreams someday he will end it on his own, on a day he cannot talk t anymore pain from the world he thought was great in his childhood days, he age, 16 knowing he’s young but not caring about age not caring about anything but the pain he is causing to others and how others are causing pain to him, he understands what he wants is selfish but he thinks of everything good that can come out of it, all the people that he has hurt all those who want him to end his life, they will be happy and those who “loved” him would soon forget he ever was born, no one will know his name, only hidden… Only hidden…

(this is just for thoughts from different people nothing more just seeing if im "a good writer" like people keep telling me (i dont believe them) so please just give me some feedback) Life hurts, you dream of the future but when will that come you think, your heart beats to the sound of your mind and you don’t think you need it, but we all think it every once in a while, but it isn’t true, everyone deserves life. Everyone deserves to feel the love of the world, many think otherwise but I tell them no, life needs them; it needs them more than they think. Life is a treasure; a rose in the whitest winter. Let it grow and it becomes something beautiful, let it die and regret everything that you did, but once the rose is on the ground, bleeding from the inside out, you have but once one chance to make it bloom again, even more beautiful than before. We all got to sacrifice the little things in order to savor the big ones, life is a dream nothing is going to show you the truth like life...