Sunday, August 30, 2009 9:54 PM
It's hard to be an adult,
when every fiber is screaming it's want to be a child.
when every fiber is screaming it's want to be a child.
*yawn*
Wednesday, August 26, 2009 10:37 PM
Due to recent activity on my blog,
I have change the address of this blog.
Please understand.
:) Thank you.
I have change the address of this blog.
Please understand.
:) Thank you.
Monday, August 24, 2009 9:18 PM
Give me a second,
I have to gather my thoughts.
Alright friend,
all the things I'd like to say to you.
Stay the hell out of my business.
I heard you tell her the things I told you.
I wasn't mad at her, you obnoxious prick.
I just put two and two together, and told you my thoughts.
You sat in the back of the room,
I heard you tell her.
Sometimes you do this one thing, where you tell people things
just to start shit.
To make yourself look good.
Sure we might have said it,
but there's a reason why we don't tell people everything we think about them,
because unlike you, we don't all like to fight with the people we call our friends.
People need to vent.
You do this thing,
you act kindly at first to everyone you meet,
but be it a female,
you'll become the biggest jerk in the history of big jerks.
You 'confided' in me,
"People hate me before they even get to know me."
Do you know why that is?
Number one,
that isn't true.
Number two,
people hate you because you deserve to be hated.
The people I know who hate you and haven't met you hate you because of the way you treat me.
The way you treat your 'friends'.
I was on the telephone,
you saying I was an outcast.
Yeah, that's why I have so many friends.
That's why people ask me to hang out,
I don't have to invite myself and then lie about it.
You confided in me again, "I hate when people only like things because other people like them."
That's a pretty hypocritical thing to say, seeing as how you do the same.
You like the things I tell you I like,
until you show someone else and they tell you they don't like it.
It's not cool enough,
not enough people know of it.
I am sick of your texts.
I delete them all,
hardly ever replying.
If you've got something to say,
say it to my face.
The way you treat your mother is disgusting,
no, I don't like my own mom,
but at least I don't cuss at her,
hit her,
force her to buy me things,
yell and throw things when I don't get my way,
until I do.
And finally, I hate it when you know I'm mad at you.
When no one wants to talk to you,
so by trying to accuse me of things by text,
You want me to suddenly feel bad about it and apologize for nothing and do everything I can to make you happy.
But to my face you'll act like we've been best friends forever,
now you can tell people how nice you were being to me.
"What a douche" you say.
Yeah, I agree.
What a douche.
I have to gather my thoughts.
Alright friend,
all the things I'd like to say to you.
Stay the hell out of my business.
I heard you tell her the things I told you.
I wasn't mad at her, you obnoxious prick.
I just put two and two together, and told you my thoughts.
You sat in the back of the room,
I heard you tell her.
Sometimes you do this one thing, where you tell people things
just to start shit.
To make yourself look good.
Sure we might have said it,
but there's a reason why we don't tell people everything we think about them,
because unlike you, we don't all like to fight with the people we call our friends.
People need to vent.
You do this thing,
you act kindly at first to everyone you meet,
but be it a female,
you'll become the biggest jerk in the history of big jerks.
You 'confided' in me,
"People hate me before they even get to know me."
Do you know why that is?
Number one,
that isn't true.
Number two,
people hate you because you deserve to be hated.
The people I know who hate you and haven't met you hate you because of the way you treat me.
The way you treat your 'friends'.
I was on the telephone,
you saying I was an outcast.
Yeah, that's why I have so many friends.
That's why people ask me to hang out,
I don't have to invite myself and then lie about it.
You confided in me again, "I hate when people only like things because other people like them."
That's a pretty hypocritical thing to say, seeing as how you do the same.
You like the things I tell you I like,
until you show someone else and they tell you they don't like it.
It's not cool enough,
not enough people know of it.
I am sick of your texts.
I delete them all,
hardly ever replying.
If you've got something to say,
say it to my face.
The way you treat your mother is disgusting,
no, I don't like my own mom,
but at least I don't cuss at her,
hit her,
force her to buy me things,
yell and throw things when I don't get my way,
until I do.
And finally, I hate it when you know I'm mad at you.
When no one wants to talk to you,
so by trying to accuse me of things by text,
You want me to suddenly feel bad about it and apologize for nothing and do everything I can to make you happy.
But to my face you'll act like we've been best friends forever,
now you can tell people how nice you were being to me.
"What a douche" you say.
Yeah, I agree.
What a douche.
I said everybodys gonna love today
9:12 PM
Anyway you want to, anyway you've got to.
I'd like a home.
A bright home.
A home with many windows,
a home with rooms filled with color and life.
A home with neon, glowy things.
A home with white roses, daises and sunflowers in the garden.
A home where you can be yourself,
A home with children playing with dogs in the yard.
But most of all,
I'd like a home with you.
I'd like a home.
A bright home.
A home with many windows,
a home with rooms filled with color and life.
A home with neon, glowy things.
A home with white roses, daises and sunflowers in the garden.
A home where you can be yourself,
A home with children playing with dogs in the yard.
But most of all,
I'd like a home with you.
We are not what you think we are,
7:21 PM
We Are Golden
I spent today in bed.
I woke up, I slept.
I woke, I stayed up,
again on the telephone,
again with that one special one.
School starts up in a couple weeks,
maybe less.
I'm not quite sure.
But I am sure that I'm not ready to go back,
at the same time, I want to hurry and move forward.
This year is going to be good.
I can feel it.
I spent today in bed.
I woke up, I slept.
I woke, I stayed up,
again on the telephone,
again with that one special one.
School starts up in a couple weeks,
maybe less.
I'm not quite sure.
But I am sure that I'm not ready to go back,
at the same time, I want to hurry and move forward.
This year is going to be good.
I can feel it.
Hello future dog.
You will soon be mine.
You will soon be mine.
Sunday, August 23, 2009 9:37 PM
Not a forgotten memory,
just one that I do not wish to remember.
just one that I do not wish to remember.
I had more to say
Friday, August 21, 2009 11:01 PM
but words seem to escape me at the moment.
I walked in the door,
down the stairs,
sat in the seat,
and booted up the PC.
Two white paws appeared on my leg, followed by a leaping cat,
glad to see me.
I hugged her, she licked my arm.
The only kind of physical love I can feel for now.
My eyes are shaking again,
my head is killing me.
I want to sleep.
But I want to talk to you first.
I love you.
I walked in the door,
down the stairs,
sat in the seat,
and booted up the PC.
Two white paws appeared on my leg, followed by a leaping cat,
glad to see me.
I hugged her, she licked my arm.
The only kind of physical love I can feel for now.
My eyes are shaking again,
my head is killing me.
I want to sleep.
But I want to talk to you first.
I love you.
She never orders take out food
Thursday, August 20, 2009 8:14 PM
Before 10 o clock at night.
I wasn't too tired before I got on the phone.
Hello?
Hey baby.
Hi. A smile crept onto my face
What're you doin?
Mm..nothing..
What we needed to get done, got done.
Ahem.
I fell asleep.
Maybe it's your voice,
maybe it's the relaxing sound it gives me.
Quiet, but missed.
I tried my hardest to stay awake for you,
but 27 hours had been enough for my body.
My eyes shook, they tried to close on their own.
I woke up 6 hours later,
annoyed at my father for waking me,
and with eyeliner covering the under part of one eye.
But the first thing I thought of?
You.
P.S.
I love your smile, when you let me see it. :)
The icon I told you I would make. :9
I wasn't too tired before I got on the phone.
Hello?
Hey baby.
Hi. A smile crept onto my face
What're you doin?
Mm..nothing..
What we needed to get done, got done.
Ahem.
I fell asleep.
Maybe it's your voice,
maybe it's the relaxing sound it gives me.
Quiet, but missed.
I tried my hardest to stay awake for you,
but 27 hours had been enough for my body.
My eyes shook, they tried to close on their own.
I woke up 6 hours later,
annoyed at my father for waking me,
and with eyeliner covering the under part of one eye.
But the first thing I thought of?
You.
P.S.
I love your smile, when you let me see it. :)
The icon I told you I would make. :9
7:51 AM
Hello morning.
Please bring me a better day.
One as good as my night. :)
Please bring me a better day.
One as good as my night. :)
Have a drink
1:55 AM
and tell them, this ones for the boys.I hate the words, I'm sorry. I'm sorry You're sorry He's sorry She's sorry We're all sorry But sorry never got anyone anyplace. Thank you Fight Club.
I won't lie. Things about you I won't ever forget. Fight Club. Nine Inch Nails. But it's not so much that they've been ruined for me. Just a small gap in my mind, that can stay happy about you.
Is it bad of me to be able to do this?
Always be able to be happy over something bad?
If I wasn't able to do that...
I don't know what sort of person I'd be.
I wish I had long hair.
Why does Hobo call you baby?
Because I'm his baby.
Sweet bottom.
Deer.
Red Light.
Sweetie.
Baby.
Sweetheart.
Sweetie Pie.
Cutie.
Princess.
Sugar cube.
Sweetie Bum.
Bum bum.
With you,
after week 2 we fought.
To this day we fought.
I cried too much.
You lied to keep me.
You made hell for me.
You made me sorry for things that I shouldn't have to be sorry for.
You want me to feel like you.
But I won't.
I'm not like you.
And I never will be.
With him,
after day 1 I didn't want to leave.
He makes me laugh every single day.
He puts a smile on my face.
He makes love in my heart.
He doesn't threaten me.
He doesn't frighten me.
He does the things he does,
because he honestly and truly loves me.
Something you could never possibly begin to understand.
I posted that picture,
because it makes me smile.
Very unlike yourself.
Wednesday, August 19, 2009 1:27 PM
Notice the fact that we have each other as our icons.
That's some intense love if I don't say so my self.
I cried a lot
Tuesday, August 18, 2009 10:46 PM
and then we spooned.
But hey, now you'll be able to show off your scars and say,
Yeah.
I got stabbed.
Twice.
But hey, now you'll be able to show off your scars and say,
Yeah.
I got stabbed.
Twice.
Promise me
5:12 PM
that you'll leave the light on.
Woke up to a unpleasant text this morning.
Or...6.
Freaked the hell out of me,
glad everything was alright though.
Imagine if he'd gotten what he had wanted.
You wouldn't be here.
I hate that thought,
more than anything in the world.
_______________________________________________
This summer vacation is extremely boring,
but much better then school, so
I best not complain.
_________________________________________________
Woke up to a unpleasant text this morning.
Or...6.
Freaked the hell out of me,
glad everything was alright though.
Imagine if he'd gotten what he had wanted.
You wouldn't be here.
I hate that thought,
more than anything in the world.
_______________________________________________
This summer vacation is extremely boring,
but much better then school, so
I best not complain.
_________________________________________________
So why don't you blow me...
9:55 AM
A kiss before she goes?
I would upload some hand drawn art today,
but my scanner seems to..
not...
be there.
I would upload some hand drawn art today,
but my scanner seems to..
not...
be there.
Think of me
Friday, August 14, 2009 7:25 PM
think of me fondly,
when we've said good bye.
*Noone can love you like I do
*And I don't care who steps up against it
*Seriously they don't know shit
*And as oblivious as I act
*I know what you do and how u do
*And what u care about and everything you deserve
*And I don't act oblivious to ur love
*And act like im in the clouds
*Not like that
*Im not using your love
*For a boost to jump the fence and leave
*Id never be ready
*I would never leave
*And I don't care how many words I can type to you right now
*It wouldn't go the distance in comparison to how I feel
*You love these things about me
*That I couldn't see
*And look what you've done
*You've made me
*And my life
*And I am in love with you
*I want to give you a love
*That you've never felt before
One that makes you guess
*Worried
*But thrilled
*And one that makes you happy
*One where u need to be next to me
*But can cope with my absence because I've left enough for you to love
*With everything in it
Your love, your words, and your actions.
I couldn't be happier.
Simply couldn't be happier.
The only thing I wish,
is that I had quite so many beautiful words inside me to say back to you.
All I really know how to say lovely,
I love you.
I don't believe I need fancy things to impress you with,
big vocabularies,
just the truth.
when we've said good bye.
*Noone can love you like I do
*And I don't care who steps up against it
*Seriously they don't know shit
*And as oblivious as I act
*I know what you do and how u do
*And what u care about and everything you deserve
*And I don't act oblivious to ur love
*And act like im in the clouds
*Not like that
*Im not using your love
*For a boost to jump the fence and leave
*Id never be ready
*I would never leave
*And I don't care how many words I can type to you right now
*It wouldn't go the distance in comparison to how I feel
*You love these things about me
*That I couldn't see
*And look what you've done
*You've made me
*And my life
*And I am in love with you
*I want to give you a love
*That you've never felt before
One that makes you guess
*Worried
*But thrilled
*And one that makes you happy
*One where u need to be next to me
*But can cope with my absence because I've left enough for you to love
*With everything in it
Your love, your words, and your actions.
I couldn't be happier.
Simply couldn't be happier.
The only thing I wish,
is that I had quite so many beautiful words inside me to say back to you.
All I really know how to say lovely,
I love you.
I don't believe I need fancy things to impress you with,
big vocabularies,
just the truth.
I wanna be a flower
Thursday, August 13, 2009 8:00 AM
Not a dirty weed.
So, I should magically be able to half salsa?
Sweet.
I didn't realize it being in my blood meant I could dance.
You learn something new everyday.
Did I go to that Panic! concert?
You're silly.
Of course not.
That'd be too much fun.
Too much happiness in one day.
I'm just joking, I didn't mind that much after all.
Fight Club. Let's go!
So, I should magically be able to half salsa?
Sweet.
I didn't realize it being in my blood meant I could dance.
You learn something new everyday.
Did I go to that Panic! concert?
You're silly.
Of course not.
That'd be too much fun.
Too much happiness in one day.
I'm just joking, I didn't mind that much after all.
Fight Club. Let's go!
But leaving now would be a good idea
Monday, August 10, 2009 11:22 AM
So catch me up, I'm getting out of here.
Hopefully all will turn out alright, so I can see these guys in concert.
A hur hur hur hur hur.
:) The apology photo.
Hopefully all will turn out alright, so I can see these guys in concert.
A hur hur hur hur hur.
:) The apology photo.
When you see my face...
Saturday, August 8, 2009 7:00 PM
Hope it gives you hell.
Do you know why you think everyone uses you?
Because they do.
You say, Hey! Let's go do this!
They say, Sure!
But you get there and because you were the one who invited,
suddenly, it's your game.
You're the boss.
And you make the rules.
News Flash:
WRONG.
So you know what they do?
They leave.
They got what you offered, because YOU offered it,
but in an attempt to feel important or better than everyone else,
you end up losing them.
That's why you complain about people hating you.
Take a second and look at yourself.
I feel sorry for your parents,
they didn't raise you.
And they continue to give you what you want.
Oh and,
everyone is pretty damn sure you're a homosexual.
:)
Do you know why you think everyone uses you?
Because they do.
You say, Hey! Let's go do this!
They say, Sure!
But you get there and because you were the one who invited,
suddenly, it's your game.
You're the boss.
And you make the rules.
News Flash:
WRONG.
So you know what they do?
They leave.
They got what you offered, because YOU offered it,
but in an attempt to feel important or better than everyone else,
you end up losing them.
That's why you complain about people hating you.
Take a second and look at yourself.
I feel sorry for your parents,
they didn't raise you.
And they continue to give you what you want.
Oh and,
everyone is pretty damn sure you're a homosexual.
:)
The sky could be blue, I don't mind
Sunday, August 2, 2009 2:55 PM
Without you it's a waste of time.
Trip to Virginia Beach, Day 1 & 2 (so far)
Friends: Sing and happy in car.
Friends: Bored with a family in Southern Virginia
Friends: Fun, but in pain boating and tubing.
Friends: Hotel, fun, running around.
Not friends: Suddenly, one gets mad.
Why?
We know not.
He would not tell.
And when we tried to talk about it,
"Yeah whatever."
"That's nice."
"Kay."
"Go away."
Talk about an asshole.
Why would you invite us if you were going to be like that?
We still don't know why you're upset.
And now that she and I are friends because you kept ditching us,
you seem to hate us more.
Why?
Don't you have a reason?
Another thing:
You always told me you hated people who only liked things because other people like them.
I agreed.
Because I completely do.
What I found out?
Past: Out of nowhere, "Coldplay is gay." Constantly, for no reason.
Present: You love them.
What she told me: He only likes them because my boyfriend told him he likes Coldplay, and he acts like nothing happened now.
Wow.
You're incredible.
Incredibly stupid.
Why the hell am I here?
Maggie and I are going to have a good time at the beach,
whether you want to be a part of it or not,
because your mother likes us more than she likes you and your annoying rude comments,
and she lets us do whatever we want.
Trip to Virginia Beach, Day 1 & 2 (so far)
Friends: Sing and happy in car.
Friends: Bored with a family in Southern Virginia
Friends: Fun, but in pain boating and tubing.
Friends: Hotel, fun, running around.
Not friends: Suddenly, one gets mad.
Why?
We know not.
He would not tell.
And when we tried to talk about it,
"Yeah whatever."
"That's nice."
"Kay."
"Go away."
Talk about an asshole.
Why would you invite us if you were going to be like that?
We still don't know why you're upset.
And now that she and I are friends because you kept ditching us,
you seem to hate us more.
Why?
Don't you have a reason?
Another thing:
You always told me you hated people who only liked things because other people like them.
I agreed.
Because I completely do.
What I found out?
Past: Out of nowhere, "Coldplay is gay." Constantly, for no reason.
Present: You love them.
What she told me: He only likes them because my boyfriend told him he likes Coldplay, and he acts like nothing happened now.
Wow.
You're incredible.
Incredibly stupid.
Why the hell am I here?
Maggie and I are going to have a good time at the beach,
whether you want to be a part of it or not,
because your mother likes us more than she likes you and your annoying rude comments,
and she lets us do whatever we want.