I am A shell |
I really do think these things.
I am really Not what you think.
I am a monster inside.
I say everything wrong.
I cant hold a relationship worth shit.
I always think things are not working.
I Al... Posted by on Mon, 24 Mar 2008 02:37:00 GMT |
Old blog from 06 edited. |
Lets say you leave the house..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
You have left the comfort place
The place you escape to
That place for me
Actually
Its not a place... Posted by on Mon, 18 Feb 2008 00:36:00 GMT |
What beautiful words.... |
From michelle's valentine's card to me
David-
So pretty much i chose this card because it was the cutest card i've ever seen, So why not get it for the cutest boy i've ever seen. : ) I sont' care... Posted by on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 14:03:00 GMT |
I hate It when... |
You comfort your friends, and it turns around and blows up in your face.
Shelby you have a boyfriend.
you wouldn't give him up a couple days ago, why do it now?
I am really hurt by this because... Posted by on Tue, 12 Feb 2008 17:41:00 GMT |
Come down |
Off your window. Posted by on Sun, 23 Dec 2007 19:22:00 GMT |
THE DRAGON ( opium) |
Chase the dragon Feel him breathing through the nostrils of Asia Moving darkly within the hearts of men His fire in their lungs Burning through the dynasties Ebony eyes know The power of the dragon Th... Posted by on Thu, 07 Jun 2007 01:43:00 GMT |
WTF |
bloodninja: Baby, I been havin a tough night so treat me nice aight? BritneySpears14: Aight. bloodninja: Slip out of those pants baby, yeah. BritneySpears14: I slip out of my pants, just for you, bloo... Posted by on Mon, 04 Jun 2007 03:11:00 GMT |
silly peep-shows |
If you were a fairy tale shrike, you know you'd want toimpale the swallows, too. They are so pathetically weak.Why must they swallow so much, so fast, so deepand then feign innocence while pantomiming... Posted by on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 16:39:00 GMT |
white clocolate bunnys with sugar-bead eyes |
Some days are stained with bittersweet pangsof missing my blood-hued Mary Janes;but sometimes my shoes grow so battered and bruised,I must throw them away. Like overplayed clich s.Like dirty white-glo... Posted by on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 16:33:00 GMT |