poor lil monster... |
I, the miserable & the abandoned, am an abortion, to be spurned at, & kicked, & trampled on. Even now my blood boils at the recollection of this injustice. "fear not that i shall be he instrument of f...
Posted by on Fri, 01 May 2009 09:02:00 GMT |
never again... |
its sad to come to the realization that never againwill i be able to hold his hands walkingdown the halls...or out in public...or even just standing right beside eachother...never again will i be able...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 16:34:00 GMT |
"create the perfect boifriend" |
there's this stupid little advertisementthing on myspace that says "create theperfect boifriend" and it has all theserandom things that "make the perfect boifriend"...smart, good kisser, loyal, loves ...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Apr 2009 16:06:00 GMT |
I know what i said... |
I know what i said was mean...but it was just that...mean...i was trying to hurt you like you hurt me so many times...but now im sittin in class justthinking about how much i miss you and how much i w...
Posted by on Tue, 14 Apr 2009 06:13:00 GMT |
bulimia... |
the shackled anger i am accustomed to... reflecting on myself... and with every tear there are a thousand more that need to follow so i can climb from this darkness...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 21:24:00 GMT |
why? |
-am i so crazy about you?-do i continue to talk to you?-are you such a sweet and caring guy?-do you constantly make me smile?-do you keep me inspired more then anyone i know?-can't i bring myself to s...
Posted by on Tue, 31 Mar 2009 21:10:00 GMT |
?? |
now that i think back on it...i don't think having sesx with him was the smartest decision i've ever made...it was so right at the moment...or so it felt so right...but nothing good has come of it at ...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 10:13:00 GMT |
im so tired (of feeling like this) |
since you left all i can think about is you...when i wake up i see your face above me, smiling and helping me start a new day...when i leave for school, its almost like i can feel your presence beside...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 10:03:00 GMT |
freedom... |
all the time i sit in this place i want to get out...i want my FREEDOM back..."just let me go" i beg, but all you do is laugh...you lock me up away from all life...i scream until my voice grows hoarse...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:58:00 GMT |
puzzles |
have you ever looked at a puzzle? i mean really looked. not just to see which piece goes where...but to see how they fit so perfectly together...do you think a heart, which has been broken into many p...
Posted by on Fri, 20 Mar 2009 09:53:00 GMT |
