The Strange Mind Of Mercury Dark

Soooo… for those that know me know I love a good horror podcast! For those that don’t well now you do😊. I feel it’s the new wave besides just listenin to music while washing dishes. That’s what I enjoy doing. I put on my earbuds and I cook, clean and do laundry while listening to a good story! My favorite podcast (and I suggest you guys listen if you like a good creepy story) is the NoSleepPodcast. I’m current on season 12 and I never miss a story, faithfully listening every Sunday morning while doing chores. Another good podcast is Creepy. Many creepypasta’s posted. New ones, old ones and made up ones.

If you’re into zombies then I highly suggest We’re Alive. OMG! Amazing audio drama, it gets intense at times.. it’s just so good.

The White Vault is another goodie. A group of scientists travel to the arctic I belive and get stuck out there in freezing wether and something evil terrorizing them.

Darkest Night is another great audio drama. The sound is amazing, they use a specific type of microphone to read their story and you feel as if the sound effects are surround you. You feel as if you’re in the story yourself.

If you’d love to hear stories about haunted places around the world the Haunted Places is the podcast to go to. I’ve heard about my favorite haunted places on this podcast, Waverly Hills Sanatorium and Eastern State Penitentiary are on there.

Let’s Not Meet: A True Horror Podcast is super creepy because the stories are based on real life situations. People send in their personal experiences and Andrew Tate reads them to us and they are indeed the most creepiest real life stories I’ve ever heard.

And soooo many more!!! If you guys would like to know more please do not hesitate to contact me .. I’ll give you some great podcast to listen!!!

We were once friends

The type to call each other all the time

“Just to hear your voice” was always our reply..

Now memories through songs

Everyday on replay

Hoping and wishing

I had told you to stay

I can’t unlove you

You were a dream come true

The friend I’ve never had

I’ll always love you

Thoughts of times spent together

I always thought we’ll be friends forever

The distance between us never really mattered

And now we’re torn but my heart is shattered ..

I have an addiction any addict would want. It flows thru my veins, infecting my blood and into my brain.. Where do I start?

I have an addiction, it started years ago, never had an addiction this powerful, I can’t let it go..

I won’t go to rehab, don’t want to get cured, it’ll hurt my heart if it’s gone for sure..

I have an addiction , this drug is no joke, I won’t share with others, I’m greedy for more..

I have an addiction, it started with lust, the more I received it the better the rush..

I love this addiction, so sweet and so pure..

This addiction has got me in love with your soul..

J. Valdez 💕

I never understood the purpose of hurting the person who you claim to love. Like.. what is the reason to hurt someone who’s been nothing but great to you?! What justifies what you are doing?! What is you sole purpose for this?! The person who you are with gives you absolutely everything you desire and then some but you still aren’t satisfied. Why not just leave?! Why put the other person through nonsense because of your enjoyment?! Absolutely unacceptable!

#RandomThoughts

I don’t know about anyone else but I know that myself and my family love wearing black socks. I think white socks look tacky but thats my opinion. Only socks I can wear are black or socks with designs on them. White socks get dingy and dirty so fast and I feel they look funny when the bottom of your pants rise up and you can see them lol. I feel like black socks go with everything. Omg and where do the socks go after laundry? So many socks disappear. I genuinely hate rolling and putting socks away.. I can’t stand it but do they go? Does the washing machine have another world for sock only???? I would love to know!🤣

Sometimes I wonder why I fell in love with you in the first place, and continue to love you even after the pain.. not your pain.. but his.. And then you smile at me and i realize why; without you, I cant breath.

And realize why without you there’s no life because you give me life.

Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to be that one by your side. Would be truly a happy moment in my life, i wouldnt leave your side. You wouldnt suffer anymore. No more angers, no more sadness. I wouldn’t let it happen. You’re my happiness. Sometimes I wonder if at times I’m your happiness too…

So I work at a middle school in the Bronx and almost everyday I swear (besides the kids roaming the hallways) I’m being watch by something that isn’t human or probably once was but obviously isn’t now.

My post is my the girls bathroom (I’m a school aide btw). I stand right by the girls bathroom to make sure these young ladies aren’t cutting class or playing in there. I also stand in front of the auditorium 2nd floor balcony entrance. That entrance creeps me the hell out always because that’s where I always sence something strange.

A while back I was standing by there and I heard the auditorium door slightly open and shut back close. I turned around thinking maybe one of the students snuck behind me without noticing. No one was there. So I decided to walk up to the door and looked through the glass on the door and looked into the auditorium. Towards the back of the auditorium I saw what looked like a black shadow just floating there. And trust me that wasn’t the only time I’ve ever seen that thing there…

Walk through this path with me ..

As we hold hands and feel the gentle breeze..

As we see the sun set through the trees..

This is the place I rather be..

We watch the leaves fall at our feet..

While we stand still and discreet..

We come together and see..

That we were truly meant to be..

I slowly lift your hand and intertwine it with mine..

I gaze up and look deep within your eyes..

I kiss your lips, your tongue with mine..

I’ve realized that my love in my soul has survived..

So I’m sitting at the hair salon and im thinking to myself, why in the world are the people in hair salons so damn loud?! Like I know us Dominicans are naturally loud and happy but why are they so extra in the hair salon?? And then when they have good bochinche they are super extra loud!! Like what they said wasn’t heard loud and clear enough so they must get louder!! I just dont get it.. maybe someone can explain to me!! Hit that menu button lmao

When u see him is like seeing him every time like the first time. .

Ur heart beats at a 1000 miles and hour.. ur stomach flutters and it feels funny ..

Ur palms are sweaty..

And then he says. .. Hi..

And u melt, u smile hard

U start to feel like a high school girl all over again ..

And he looks at u and comes in for a hug and kisses u on the cheek and u feel like ur the only girl he’s focused on.. the only girl in the world …

At that moment u learn that u belong to him and he’s urs to keep..