RebeccaRadical

A story's just been told, that hasn't happened yet. Just a tragic foreshadowing of what could happen to you...

Think before you speak, it could be the last time, you ever speak to them.

Rebecca Danielle Bayless
music is my drug. =p
My new obsessions in music (songs) would be:
Afterlife
Dear God
Bat Country
The Comedown
Diamonds Aren't Forever
Chelsea Smile


One shots are in my drafts, ask if you want to read them.

Posted Stories:
Pete Wentz:
We Only Want To Sing You To Sleep: Finished/Sequel-WCLLJaS
We Can Live Like Jack and Sally: Slowly Updating/Sequel to: WOWTSYTS
Ryan Ross:
You're Not Famous, You're Shameless: Finished/no sequel
Original:
Seduction: Just Started
In Writing:
Oh, The Blood We Drank: Vampire/FalloutBoy one shot, based off of "A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More Touch Me" by Fall Out Boy
Dear God,: a Zacky Vengeance/Baker love story


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Life is impossible. Suicide is your way out. Fine -- but before you kill yourself, consider these facts.


Suicide is not usually successful.

You know a guaranteed way? Ask the 25-year-old who tried to electrocute himself.
He lived. But, both of his arms are gone.

What about jumping? Ask John.
He used to be intelligent, with an engaging sense of humor.
That was before he leapt from a building. Now, he's brain damaged and will always need care.
He staggers and has seizures. He lives in a fog. But worst of all he knows he used to be normal.

What about pills? Ask the 12-year-old with extensive liver damage from an overdose.
Have you ever seen anyone die of liver damage? You turn yellow. It's a hard way to go.

What about a gun?
Ask the 24-year-old who shot himself in the head.
Now he drags one leg, has a useless arm and has no vision or hearing on one side.
He lived through his "foolproof" suicide.

You might too. But who will clean your blood off the carpet or scrape your brains from the ceiling?
Commercial cleaning companies may refuse the job--
but someone has to do it. Who will cut you down from where you hung yourself, or identify your bloated body after you've drowned?
Your father?
Your mother?
Your sister or brother?
The carefully worded "loving" suicide note is of no help. Those who loved you will never completely recover.
They'll feel regret and an unending pain.

Suicide is contagious. Look around at your family. You don't want them to die, do you?
You do have other choices. There are people you can help you through this crisis.
Call a hotline. Call a friend. Call a doctor or hospital. Call the police.
They will tell you there's hope. Maybe in a phone call this weekend. But what you're seeking could be just a minute, a month, or a day away.

You say you don't want to be stopped?
Still want to do it?
Well, then, I may see you in the psychiatric ward later.
And we'll work with whatever you have left. There's always someone who will be there for you to talk things through even if it seems like no one is there for you.
Everything will get better, and it will be okay.

****************************
So whenever you are going to pick up that knife, or razor,
just think about all the people you are leaving behind, all the memories, and all the good times.





Month one
Mommy
I am only 4 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.

Month Two
Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.

Month Three
You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.

Month Four
Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.

Month Five
You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?

Month Six
I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!

Month Seven
Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?
Every Abortion Is Just . . .
One more heart that was stopped.
Two more eyes that will never see.
Two more hands that will never touch.
Two more legs that will never run.
One more mouth that will never speak.



I pledge allegiance to the DEATHBAT,
Of the united nation of SEVENFOLD,
And to the GATES for which they stand,
PLAGUE, one nation,
Under CHRIST,
Indivisible with SHADOWS,
And VENGEANCE for all.



Soon we're heading to a place
Where I'll prove
I'm all you want and more
You, you need to let it unfold
Just like you're told

Your secret's safe
And no one has to know
I'm your getaway
And a little bit more than you can take
I can make
Everything feel so good







Bands I've seen:
Vixen
P.O.D
Sevendust
The Cab
the Plain White T's<<< I actually met them =]
Dashboard Confessional
Panic(!) at the Disco


Bands I want to see, in no particular order:
Fall Out Boy
We The Kings
Metro Station
The Academy Is...
My Chemical Romance
Cobra Starship
All Time Low
Bring Me The Horizon
Avenged Sevenfold
From First To Last





I honestly wished I was in the middle of that XD