Me just venting and pouring out my soul |
Alright, I'm losing faith in m friends, in myspace and life. Does anyone even read these? I know that this blog in more therapy than information, but it would be comforting to know that people actuall... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Mon, 12 May 2008 06:35:00 PST |
not really a poem |
I thought about my mom today and ended up with this:As the salty tears run down my face I thought of things I ought not to think about. I thought about the way she would let me stay in her bed it stor... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Wed, 20 Feb 2008 07:42:00 PST |
nothing new, but read me anyway |
I haven't really been up to much since the last morose blog. I hope I didn't upset any of my friends or readers. Latley I have been sleeping too much and been on a "search" for a new job. I was bored ... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Thu, 14 Feb 2008 07:34:00 PST |
why |
hey kiddos, again, why? Why is it that I have all the love in the world from my family and my fantastic boyfriend and I still need approval. I want friends, I miss having friends. I don't... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Fri, 01 Feb 2008 08:32:00 PST |
UPDATE |
Hey kiddos,I dropped out of college ( OSU) and I'm totaly dissapointed in myself. I was failing all my classes and was totaly unhappy. Am I a bad person for spending all that money on nothing. I totta... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Wed, 07 Nov 2007 06:11:00 PST |
anyone of my friends that check my myspace |
anyone who doesn't already know, My mom has cancer. Well, I got tired of trying to contact all o my friends, it's not possible. so here you all go. message me it you have any questions. Posted by nailpolish nazi on Thu, 08 Mar 2007 08:50:00 PST |
i'm finally writing one. it's a poem called " his scars" |
It's something about the way you actIt's something about the way you areIt's something about the way you look that leaves a scar.A scar upon your faceA scar upon your heartA scar upon your w... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Sat, 14 Oct 2006 05:50:00 PST |
poem I wrote at work. |
I lay crumpled on the floor,just like a used piece of paper.Unnoticed, like a usedpiece of paper.Used and disgardedlike a crumpled piece of paper.Neglected and ignoredlike wasted paper.Stepped and tra... Posted by nailpolish nazi on Sat, 11 Nov 2006 07:16:00 PST |