"you are not your own person" |
tell me...
how would you react if someone told you how to live your life. would you just sit back and relax and say "ok fine" and be hurtbecause they are your good friend? or do you state your claim. ... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 04:46:00 PST |
hiatus |
i think it's my time to take a break from everything. i keep finding myself looking up jobs in the temecula area...why? i think i would be more happier there. i am every other weekend when i am there.... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 03:52:00 PST |
to become happy...one must |
i am not the kind of person to give up, or to quit.
there are things out there that bore me, or just get so aggravating that i do not want to endure any longer. i feel i should quit school. now i know... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Mon, 22 Jan 2007 10:01:00 PST |
Human Nature |
the tattoo on your back is a mosaic evaporating into sugar canelicking so sweetlysordid out our historymy pulse is beating faster when you kiss meembracing my desire as the melody keeps me lingeringas... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Thu, 18 Jan 2007 11:05:00 PST |
the Venus flytrap |
what if i was 1/2 of Alaska?instead of skate grounds you are used toso my life maybe complicated...what about you?lit the matchcarry a heartsmile more oftenit will be the last thing you will seeas you... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 03:29:00 PST |
Just Like Heaven |
her leg was carved wideglistening into the rainwith the wind whistlingas dark as my namepunishes the beauty to my heata pale shadow around my heartbeats doubtful in the deranged skyfoamed in the water... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 03:20:00 PST |
Constant Gardener |
i was planted into the rootsused, forgotten by the workers of these fieldsi had my fruit pulled, tugged, ripped, and ripen by coreconstant gardener, mend my wounds.everything and everyone is chained t... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 03:15:00 PST |
school's in for session |
i can already feel it. school. the way my brain is trying to adapt to the education it is about to learn. i found out the reason we are in the village. or rather my school built extra portibles for sc... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Thu, 11 Jan 2007 05:26:00 PST |
A Formed Storyboard |
the pulsating sounds plucked at my earssoon died down with liquidated thoughtsi saw pictures moving frame by frameforced to be shown a dull sensation of what liesahead of me, ahead of youbeneath ... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 08:07:00 PST |
Little Victories |
dysfuntional typewriteri am bestilled by your lack of paperin my thoughts i am traveling like a hobomy mind runs like circles in the sandi wanna place called homei am waiting for youlittle victoryi am... Posted by ♥Red Hot Pockets♥ on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 07:21:00 PST |