im a fake |
small simple safe pricerise the wake and carry me with all of my regretsthis is not a small cut that scabs and drys and flakes and healsand i am not afraid to die, i am not afraid to bleed and fuck an...
Posted by kaci_babe on Sat, 27 Jan 2007 03:26:00 PST |
A storm is coming... |
A storm is coming, Frank says, a storm that will swallow the children and i will deliver them from the kingdom of pain, i will deliver the children back to their doorsteps and send the monsters back t...
Posted by kaci_babe on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 02:19:00 PST |
a poem i wrote in poultney for creative writing |
Things to do in Oroville CaWake up realy early, like 6:15,Take way too long in the shower,End up running to catch up with Kelli,Only find half of our friends,Sit and read/write in english,Watch ...
Posted by kaci_babe on Mon, 20 Nov 2006 08:18:00 PST |
poetry that sux ( mine ) |
how could you do this to me,how could you destroy our family?why is a beter qestion.is there even a definitionfor what you did,to me, your kid,and to your friend who used to dependon "you" and w...
Posted by kaci_babe on Mon, 30 Oct 2006 11:34:00 PST |
myself |
well...here i am. nothing else to do at 1:30 in the morning but myspace and of course, no one else is on... im a loser... but you still love me!...
Posted by kaci_babe on Wed, 18 Oct 2006 10:27:00 PST |
