my thoughts on life and love and people |
Not really sure where I am going with this. But I have to start somewhere I suppose....I have been doing a lot of "thinking" lately and I have come to a conclusion. I don't like peo... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Tue, 23 Jan 2007 06:24:00 PST |
my own personal rain cloud. |
i am miserable in my own skin. i do not know how to stop it.the tapping. constant tapping. my brain telling me to let go. yet still i hold on. what i am i holding on to?this festering inside me. ... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Mon, 18 Dec 2006 06:07:00 PST |
when i say i miss you |
your face haunts my dreams
being awake makes no difference
in the presence of your absence
i feel an ache i can't comfort
cycles of passion bleed
through crumpled sheets
i feel your breath on my cheek... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Sun, 19 Nov 2006 07:55:00 PST |
tiptoeing on glass stilts |
Tiptoeing on glass stilts
I blaze through this life
Creeping into blissful thoughts
of the raging insanity within
You are my drug of choice
and the manic to my depression
&n... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 05:31:00 PST |
never again |
images cut to the core of me
as they play like a morbid slideshow
i know i will never have
what i thought i should
i cry for the loss of my unborn child
and the unknown futures of ... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Fri, 03 Nov 2006 05:27:00 PST |
halloween night (pictures included) |
so we had an awesome time on our halloween outing. and of course, it took me all day to find something to wear. but i finally decided to be a devil angel. and e... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 10:24:00 PST |
insomnia is my name... |
I believe I might have a touch of insomnia. It kind of snuck up on me too. I have no idea when the change actually happened. I have always been the type to stay up pretty late. ... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Thu, 07 Sep 2006 07:43:00 PST |
tomb of red. |
cryptic thoughts of a trauma untold.beautiful insanity.my friend, she never grows old. vivid images keep my awake.this weight on my chest. the hate. the love. and the ache.trying to make s... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Thu, 31 Aug 2006 09:38:00 PST |
The Aftermath |
my stomach just ate my heart...and it wont spit it outgrinning as it devours
shut up...i think i said that outloudbut no one should mindfor these are the rantings of the crazy girl
on the way ou... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Tue, 29 Aug 2006 09:40:00 PST |
My Yesterday |
There are some days that just pass. No one thing in particular stands out. Everything follows the same pattern as the day before.
And then there are days, like the one I had yester... Posted by poster girl for self destruction on Mon, 28 Aug 2006 09:34:00 PST |