Friends from the Past |
Its weird how we see people from the past, and at that moment realize how different they are from when we once knew them. Everyone changes eventually, and everyone becomes a different person aft...
Posted by on Sun, 26 Nov 2006 08:25:00 GMT |
Palm Reading |
So I went to the Renassance Festival today and I got my palm read. The lady that read my palm said that I am a creative person and I always adding some kind of creative flare to my life. S...
Posted by on Sun, 27 Aug 2006 17:57:00 GMT |
To My Summer Friends That I Have Not Forgotten |
It's so weird to look back and see how much everything has changed. How everything has become so much more different since last summer. I would give anything I have away just to go back to...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Jun 2006 21:33:00 GMT |
Reflection |
I look at the mirrorAnd stare at the reflectionThis person I seeSometimes really isn't meI've look at my eyesAnd seen dark coldI've look at my mouthAnd seen horrible things come outI've look deeper wi...
Posted by on Sat, 25 Mar 2006 22:49:00 GMT |
High School |
What is it with high school?? It makes everyone change.. I mean don't get me wrong, change can be a good thing, but it can also be a mad thing. People in high school will change every...
Posted by on Sun, 05 Mar 2006 09:55:00 GMT |
I Love Winter... |
I love the winter. I love the snow. I love the cold. I love snowball fights. I love hot chocolate. I love warm cappuccino. I love midnight walks through the freshly fallen snow. I love making snow ang...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 15:10:00 GMT |
The past, the present, the future... |
I remember the days in the summer when my mom would come home from work during lunch and bring taco bell out of the kindness of her heart. I remember the days making kool-aid and selling i...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Dec 2005 13:46:00 GMT |
I Just Have To Let Go |
I hold your handAs you slowly slip awayI try my hardest not to let goBut there is no more I can doI gently begin to release your handAnd I see your face get angryBut please forgive, and please underst...
Posted by on Mon, 12 Dec 2005 13:47:00 GMT |
Trapped |
The water slowly risesShe feels her legs dampenShe goes to move her feetBut they don't go anywhereShe goes to speakAnd nothing comes outThe water is now at her waistWhy doesn't she run?Why doesn't she...
Posted by on Sun, 20 Nov 2005 11:49:00 GMT |
Does anyone know these answers? |
Why is life full of pain? Why is life full of hate? Why is life full of hurt? Everyone says that without the pain, hate, and hurt in life then there would be no way for us to grow st...
Posted by on Fri, 18 Nov 2005 21:13:00 GMT |
