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~Whitney Gail~

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About Me

She falls asleep on his lap, Praying to God that her memories would stop. And that things would fall back into place where they were, When things were a mystery and he was secure. In her heart laying softly in the bed where they lied, In the hall of the morning of the limelight of lines. They reached for the stars when they both closed their eyes They acted so tough like they tried not to cry Then he reaches her hand; swipes away her tears. As she fights the whole world and releases her fears...

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Cheese and Wine
By:Whitney Hall
I'm the least bit poetic but I'll write this down anyway, In a most meager attempt to surrender my emotions. I willingly admit to the difficulties I have with selecting words;
For when the mere thought of you is near words abandon me. Realizing this recently leads me to relinquish speaking. You may misconceive this as unfavorable disinterest, But words would inaccurately express my joy towards you. And in this brief moment of realization, I must also admit to my many imperfections;
I will not apologize for the faults that inhabit me, However, proudly I claim my right to be wrong. And since we are dealing with the you and I, Being wrong may very well be right; For who's to say what's right or wrong? And if being right is wrong, and wrong is right, Then you and I are as favored as old wine and aged cheese. I would not mind being plastically wrapped next to you In attempts to age and please people unknown to us. While time passes by I'll be overwhelmed with renewed interest.
If only you weren't to turn blind to the idea of happiness, As I'm positive that I'm right and wrong for you; But you close your eyes and look into the black, And you see not what your heart desires. Yet, I cannot think any less of you… For when my mind takes hold of the best of me, Repetitive desires of unknown pleasures captivate me. And while friends behold the very essence of my being, I am misled as you are falsely accused of being wrong for me.
If only wrong was not what I am looking to capture, As with time, right has never been right enough, but wrong. And being lost in this world of rights and wrongs, I can see why you'd be blind to every idea of what might be. If only my parents taught me better the difference between right and wrong, I'd share the lessons with you as we age like cheese and wine; And we could become sweeter and more valuable. And now I come to realize that all these words before, Cannot help you to understand the meaning of seeing; For they have left me in an even deeper state of confusion.

My Blog

Something I found...that I wrote

 I used to have a heart worth a billion bucksNow it's shitty, shoddy cheapSell it in my sleep for the fakes to eatWhile they kiss my ass and tell me what I need:Sex fiends with a vacant dream, a tatto...
Posted by on Wed, 10 Jun 2009 18:45:00 GMT

depressed

About a couple months ago I went through a very bad break-up. Bad in the fact that I have been mentally abused, yelled at, cussed out, and used for approximately 9 months. Anyone who truly knows me wo...
Posted by on Tue, 30 Sep 2008 15:54:00 GMT

Romans 5:1

Therefore, having been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ(Rom. 5:1). Now that you are a believer, the battle for your spirit is over. You chose the of victory whe...
Posted by on Mon, 13 Aug 2007 18:14:00 GMT

Kurt Cobain's Birthday

I just wanted to say happy birthday to kurt, and that i pray one day that your case is reopened, and finally bring those to justice for your murder. and to all kurt fans please support this cause by v...
Posted by on Tue, 20 Feb 2007 18:00:00 GMT

Finally done

I'm finally done with my first year at Virginia Tech, thank God. It went well grade wise, but dealing with Al's roommates was pretty stressful. I'm just glad that next year we are going to live in The...
Posted by on Wed, 10 May 2006 13:44:00 GMT