About

♥Taken.♥
My name is Torri, and apparently you are reading about me.
Hope you enjoy wasting part of your life like this,
Hehe.
Well I'm pyscho..
Random, always make myself noticed...
When I want to be..
Other times I crawl into my emo corner,
and cry..
I like the rain.. I like music.. Make that love.
I love anime.. Manga..
Favorite color? Black... Sometimes red..
Favorite tree? Cherry blossoms..
I love to be alone.. Alot.
I dislike people who can't spell properly..
Sometimes I can deal with it...
Other times, I want to rip their head off...
I'm scene, and emo..
No, I don't cut myself...
Sometimes...
AND OTHERWISE IMMA HAPPY GO LUCKY RAPE YOUR FACE OFF
TYPE PERSON! ;D
I like gummy candy, and popsicles.
I also like rainbows, and unicorns. xD
I love to run around, and randomly annoy people...
You'll love meh. :3

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My Story:

♥Are we growing up or just going down?♥
♥It's just a matter of time until we're all found out,♥

♥Take her tears, put them on ice♥

♥'Cause I swear I'd burn the city down to show you the light♥


♥You can erase someone from your mind.♥
♥Getting them out of your heart is another story.♥


♥If only, if only,♥
♥The woodpeckers sighs.♥

♥The bark on the tree were as soft as the skies.♥

♥The wolf waits below,♥

♥Hungry and lonely it cries to the moon.♥

♥If only, if only.♥


♥If only, if only,♥
♥The moon speaks no reply,♥

♥Reflecting the sun and all that's gone by.♥

♥Be strong, my weary wolf; turn around boldly.♥

♥Fly high, my baby bird.♥

♥My angel, My only...♥


♥When I was a girl I didn't care 'bout a thing.
It was me and this world and a broken dream.
I was blaming myself for all that was going wrong.
I was way out there on the wrong side of town.
And the ones that I loved.
I started pushing 'em out.
Then I realized that it was all my fault.
I've been looking for a lifeline.
For what seems like a lifetime.
I'm drowning in the pain, breaking down again.
Looking for a lifeline.
So I put out my hand and I asked for some help.
We tore down the walls I built around myself.
I was struck by the light and I fell to the ground.
I've been looking for a lifeline For what seems like a lifetime.
I'm drowning in the pain, breaking down again Looking for a lifeline.
A song... A song is a form of art that is seen best with both eyes closed.
A song makes me jump in joy.♥

♥A song makes me crawl up and cry.♥

♥A song will always be there to calm me.♥

♥A song is sometimes all I listen to.♥

♥A song defines love best.♥

♥A song understands me most.♥

♥A song always knows exactly what to say.♥

♥A song can say everything, without even saying a word.♥

♥A song can take you to the strangest places.♥

♥A song can get me lost in the strangest places.♥

♥Against whose charms faith melteth in blood.♥

♥Much Ado About Nothing.♥

♥My Words Fly Up,♥

♥My Thoughts Remain Below.♥

♥Words Without Thoughts Never To Heaven Go.♥

♥Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living....♥

♥It's a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope.♥

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♥MAMA LIKES..♥

♥This is my Life story:
If you like I will stretch out this filthy hand of mine as far as you like.
We wont need a guide or anything, so let's walk together eyes closed.
Did you know, that a knife hurts more when it's pulled than when it's stabbed?
And a flower, doesn't even know it's own beauty it's entire life.
Sad, huh?
If you held onto my back just a little, it would lessen the wind a bit I suppose?
Hey if you're going to hesitate I'll drop you. Boys & Girls, hurry hurry up.
So it seems that I can't give you a kiss goodnight,
Sorry, therefore I'll sing.
So, how's that for "fair play"? (cries)
Then, what about "flattery"? (fumes)
What I said is pretty stupid, right? (laughs)
If you give me a chance, apologize and I say [Girls, be ambitious.
A lonely night.]
Lonliness from wanting to cry, when you can't run away, from anxiety when you don't understand
Will probably come to you, I'm afraid.♥

♥Therefore I'll Sing
so read carefully,
or you might just miss something.♥

♥Behind my eyes, you will find love.
It has always been there, taking different forms, increasing and decreasing in strength; hiding sometimes and retreating in defence, but always tangible and always safe.
It helps me to see the world in its true colours; magically kicking in when everything turns grey and sad.
Just when I'm about to let go to the troubles of this world, just as I'm about to give in, it comes like a shining light, an invisible beacon that touches everything for a moment, to reveal itself in every single person and in every single object.
And then I can smile again.
Behind my eyes you will find sorrow.
It sits there quietly, mixed with expectations and disappointments, naivety and heartache.
Every day a piece of it awakens, sometimes all by itself, sometimes by the changes in people and the world that surrounds me.
It enjoys pointing out all the wrongs others have done to me and all the greed and selfishness I ignore because of love I have for the world.
It mocks my own ideals, and it feeds of that dull pain in my heart when I just don’t understand.
Behind my eyes you will find guilt and shame that have no reason to be there at all.
After all, why should I feel guilty for the actions of others?
Why should I feel ashamed when the forest behind my parent’s house disappears and turns into a road while I was away from home?
Why should I look away from my own reflection in the mirror, feeling guilty for the crimes of every living soul on this planet?
I have no reason to, but I do.
Hence, the guilt and the shame’s silent whispers burden me and I feel as if I have no choice over it, although I know it’s a burden I took upon myself.
Behind my eyes you will find rivers and mountains; lakes and oceans; clouds and skies; sunrises and sunsets.
You will find beauty that touches even the most ignorant souls and ugliness that I so desperately try to hide from myself.
In there, there are smiles and gratitude of every person I ever made a bit happier; songs of everyone whose life I made better, even if just for a little while.
And right there, right next to that, is seemingly infinite lake of my regrets.
For some reason I store every disappointment, every angry word said to me; every tear and all the pain I ever caused or triggered.
For some reason, I blame myself even for the failures of others.
For every kind word, every solid advice I gave but was not listened, I suffer.
For all the struggles of people, my friends and those I never met, I suffer.
It is well hidden, there behind my eyes; just a small dark speck in the green field of love.
It is something I carry in silence, not really understanding why or how I choose to do so.
Behind my eyes you will find joy. It’s a contagious force and I love when it breaks free, spreading its influence around me, touching strangers and friends alike.
It grows when I realize how wonderful we all really are, and how much alike.
It shrinks a bit when I forget it, but it never disappears and never fails to surprise me with its strength and endurance.
It is the very force behind my will to exist sometimes.
It is a reason and a cause for my continuous search for the Truth.
It is a part of me I love the most, and it expands exponentially with every kind word I receive and every smile I bring out in someone else.
It is a root of my willingness to inspire and move; it is what keeps my heart open and I reason I refuse to hide.
Behind my eyes…♥

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♥I've got a really bad disease,♥


♥It's got me begging on my hands and knees,♥

♥So take me to emergency 'cause something seems to be missing.♥

♥Somebody take the pain away; it's like an ulcer bleeding in my brain.♥

♥So send me to the pharmacy so i can lose my memory.♥

♥I'm elated, medicated.♥

♥Lord knows I tried to find a way to run away.♥

♥I think they found another cure for broken hearts and feeling insecure,♥

♥You'd be surprised what I endure;♥

♥What makes you feel so self-assured?♥

♥I need to find a place to hide,♥

♥You never know what could be,♥

♥Waiting outside;♥

♥The accidents that you could find.♥

♥It's like some kind of suicide.♥

♥So what ails you is what impales you,♥

♥I feel like i've been crucified to be satisfied. . .♥

♥I'm a victim of my symptom,♥

♥I am my own worst enemy,♥

♥You're a victim of your symptom,♥

♥You are your own worst enemy,♥

♥Know your enemy.♥

♥I'm elated, medicated.♥

♥I am my own worst enemy.♥

♥So what ails you is what impales you,♥

♥You are your own worst enemy,♥

♥You're a victim of the system,♥

♥You are your own worst enemy,♥

♥You're a victim of the system,♥

♥You are your own worst enemy.♥

-♥-Torri Janay Rhodes-♥-
-♥-2009-♥-