I can’t believe I let this bother me so much. I learned my lesson just don’t fall in love. The shit is over rated. So fuck it, I’m not letting another break-up stop me from doing what I got to do. I’m a fucking genius at heart so fuck this shit. And if you got a problem sue me.
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The dry spell is over,
Fuck the snow,
I’m sober,
Love no longer runs the show,
So its over, I’m sober, this shit is over.
I’m 19 years as of August 26, 2010. But this may very well be the last thing I do. I’m done with this world, this life, this meaningless existence. There is nothing left for me here. So blog this is it, our last hooray because today maybe the end. I don’t know what to do anymore. I can’t even find the strength to put these words together. But alas I should of seen this coming, because it always come to this. This may be a hiatus, or this may very well be the end. Whatever it is this is my last work for now.
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The sun is no longer shining,
The moon no longer glows,
As we pull the curtain over this one,
Let it snow, let it snow let it snow,
The flowers no longer grow,
It seems his heart no longer beats,
His blood no longer flows,
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow,
Alas this chapter has ended,
His skin no longer flush,
No more shall he blush,
He is cold, is cold, so cold.
10mins till my 19th
10mins till it’s my time
10mins till I’m closer to the end
10mins till I get a new start
10mins till I begin
24 Hours till my birthday
24 Hours till I’m older
24 Hours till I see you again
24 Hours till I write on this page again
24 Hours closer till they want me to grow up
24 Hours till I’m closer to losing my childhood
24 Hours till…….
Scooter cosigner turned down again, this is starting to look bleak. Well got a few more days to try, hopefully this will all work out. Maybe.
A wise young adult once told me, “Sometimes you have to wait.”
Smile for tomorrow is coming,
You never know what tomorrow may bring,
Will it be sunshine or rain,
Love or pain,
But the best thing about tomorrow,
Even though it only a day away,
It will never be today.
F. E. A. R.
Four little letters,
When placed together,
May topple empires,
Today these letters,
Describe myself,
For I’m unaware of what may come,
What may happen,
What may be here,
And maybe,
What is already to late,
The seeds of fear,
Have been planted,
Being watered only by,
The tears of sadness,
Forced out by pain,
Of the unknown.
I don’t know anymore. I go from bitter and angry, to being fake. I’m just trying to keep the peace. I had a moment with someone I use to want to punch in the face. And it took a lot for that time to happen. I mean you pushed me to go with him. And we talked, we got to understand each other. Those brief moments to me were something different. I seen a different side of that person, which makes me want to try to pull a possible friendship out of a hat. Is there truly something wrong with that. Would that make me a fake person? I don’t know, I need some advice but I can’t find anyone. If someone stumbles over this post, please help me out.
It’s just this thing about you,
That makes me want to be there,
Here, wherever you may be,
You make me smile,
You make me laugh,
You make be cry,
And I love it,
It’s a Red-full feeling,
Full of heat and emotions,
I just can’t describe it,
It’s just RED.
Today was awesome. The trip was not, but spending time with Sacha was the highlight of my whole day. Thanks
Today we are on a trip heading towards the Empire state building. Sitting on the bus listing to Recovery of course. Hopefully everything goes off without a hitch. I’ll keep ya posted.
Hey there Miss Bunny,
I’m jumping around like things are funny,
Even though you look sad and blue,
You should know this words I speak are true,
Don’t you know you my true friend,
It’s rare to find one that stick to the end,
Like you,
It’s true,
Real friends are 1 in a billion,
What’s the odds we meet in a city with 8 million?
So don’t you worry about what others may do or say,
Just know whenever you want we can sit and play,
Or walk and talk,
Like people do,
It’s true,
Though I don’t fully know you,
I feel like we been together for years,
To peas in a pod,
Like we knew each other when we were kids,
Wouldn’t that be sweet?
Oh so neat,
You’re so sweet,
Never skip a beat,
This friendship is……..,
Like a beautiful haiku,
Just like you,
Specially beautiful.
I’m sickly!!! Ewww it’s not working for me at all. I can’t go outside and stuff. It just isn’t good at all. I’m too through with this stuff man. F**k summer time sickness.
And as always my plans fall through the floor. It almost seems like I’ll never be able to get that scooter. )=
Nothing is forever,
People come and people go,
Roses bloom then grow old,
As relationships start,
Others will end,
For nothing is forever,
Will you be my nothing?
I also forgot to mention that I also passed my motorcycle permit exam. But the DMV messed it up so now I must wait a week for the temp permit is even printed. BS
Just imagine if everything goes right for once, I’ll be on the proud owner of a Midnight Blue Piaggio Fly 150 very soon.
OMG!!!! I’m too excited right now. Wish me luck!!
My mother told me once when I was little that I would grow up to be bitter and resentful. That I would reach out for affection and every time I was rejected I would hate myself. That no matter what I did I would feel like it wasn’t good enough. That I could never be happy for to long. That something will always take away my smile. That there will always be something to complain about no matter how prefect the situation was. And that she was sorry. I never knew why she said all these horrible things where to happen to me. Nor did I know why she apologize. I remember telling her that it wasn’t true. That there was no need to apologize because she had did nothing wrong.
But sadly I was wrong. I’m beginning to hate myself more and more each day. Thank you mom. But it isn’t just on you. You warned me about it and I didn’t believe you, I didn’t want to believe you. You tied to make me pick a side my whole life. Now it seems like I’m always going to be alone thank you mom. I know I have friends that will try to see me through this. But they have lives and better things to do. So I must rely on me to get me through this. Because we’re not guaranteed anything in this life but death.
All I really want is to be able to love, and be loved. I want something bigger than friendship. Because friendship is a label, everything comes with a label. So I want my label to mean something more. Now it is my turn to be sorry. I’m sorry that I’m going to prove you wrong mother. I am going to be happy, and get out of this slump that I am in right now. On that I swear.
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You ever chase something,
And not no what it is you’re chasing?
Feel like you’re being pulled along,
And the end game is in reach,
To find out you’re not there yet,
You break away then run fast,
Just to find out that you’re not even close.
See we’re chasing a dream,
That haven’t been dreamt yet,
Wishing on a star,
That didn’t even fall,
Seems like its a battlefield,
And this dream really is worth fighting for,
But at what cost,
What lengths must I go,
Will I always be on this,
On this ENDless pursuit,
Of HAPPiness.
