A Story Like One Other |
I meant to hurt youAll those words were meant to be saidI meant to be meanI meant to hurt youWhen you left...I meant to bang the door,Meant to be intimidatingAnd as you were walking away...I meant to ... Posted by on Sun, 03 Jun 2007 16:00:00 GMT |
It's forgiven(Could it ever be Forgotten) |
I still hear your screams in the night...From this place where you couldn't have been seenI still remember your face...Through the fence of broken hopes
Your hand reaching for what's left of the great... Posted by on Tue, 29 May 2007 17:45:00 GMT |
The Top 10 of... |
THE THINGS I HAVE ALWAYS WANTEDTO DO...
1- I have ALWAYS wanted to shoot some bottle of beer on a random fence.
2- I have ALWAYS wanted to disturbe the Priest during Church...3- I h... Posted by on Sat, 26 May 2007 04:33:00 GMT |
What makes You a Good Friend? |
You Are a Good Friend Because You're Honest..http://images.blogthings.com/whatmakesyouagoodfriend
quiz/honest.jpg" height="100" width="100">Like it or not, your friends are going to hear the truth from... Posted by on Wed, 23 May 2007 15:36:00 GMT |
How Wierd Are you?? |
You Are 40% Weird..http://images.blogthings.com/howweirdareyouquiz/weird
-3.jpg" height="100" width="100">Normal enough to know that you're weird...But too damn weird to do anything about it!How'>http:... Posted by on Wed, 23 May 2007 15:29:00 GMT |
Don't Even Bother |
The time was running by,He was writing on a paper as She wasRuning down the hallway...A single look,A single touch,A single kissCould make them run away...On her bed sheets,She was taking of her masks... Posted by on Sun, 13 May 2007 12:21:00 GMT |
Your Strenght |
You say,getting up was hard todayYou say,Nothing's like it use toBut anyhting's changed...And you're helpless finding a way
You never realy doYou never realy think of,The word wrapped inside of your l... Posted by on Sun, 29 Apr 2007 12:04:00 GMT |
Until Then... |
Until you damn my name for every tears you'll cryUntil you think so much you'll kill yourself asking whyUntil the last drip of your blood dies at the touch of my lipsUntil the last thing you'll say be... Posted by on Sat, 28 Apr 2007 13:10:00 GMT |
Soir D'Hiver |
SOIR D'HIVER par ÉMILE NELLIGAN
Ah ! comme la neige a neigé! Ma vitre est un jardin de givre.Ah ! comme la neige a neigé ! Qu'est-ce que le spasme de vivre À la douleur que j'ai, que j'ai !
Tous les ... Posted by on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 19:54:00 GMT |
Seven Words You CAN'T Say On Television!? |
"I love words. I thank you for hearing my words. I want to tell you something about words that I uh, I think is important. I love..as I say, they're my work, they're my play, they're my passion. Words... Posted by on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 13:20:00 GMT |