I have noticed and often wondered about what exactly the social butterfly is, that person that runs around talking to everyone,puting on a mask at every table they visit….they are the cameleon ever changing to fit what ever social setting they can try and squeez into….i personally find it sad when a person will talk… Continue reading Social Butterfly
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perfection
you sit there and tell me that youll support me 100% of the way, you sit back and tell me i can do anything i want, you sit back and tell me your so frigging proud of everything i do, then you turn around and tell me how much of a dissapointment i am, you… Continue reading perfection
Mistakes
John couldnt sleep. He had been tossing and turning for hours, but every time he closed his eyes he saw her bleeding face begging for him to stop………. John had liked Susan since grade school. He had never goten the courage to ask her out, but here was his chance. He had gotten enough courage… Continue reading Mistakes
Shunned
I don’t get it. What is with some goths and their resentment towards baby goths/baby bats? I have somehow been shunned by the goths in my town for no reason that I can think of. I listen to the same music they do, I don’t insult them, yet they seem to feel I am “unworthy”… Continue reading Shunned
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids On a merry-go-round? Or listened to the rain Slapping on the ground?
POEM ~ She Would Be Loved
Some call her twisted and sick. Others a freak or weird. They don’t understand her motive. The won’t take time to understand.
unity
i have to admit it. nothing i wrote was real. i just listened, then my fingers typed mechanically in a rush what i remembered. i don’t really write. i just translate sounds and colours. it’s kinda like music. i have to admit it. nothing i wrote was real. i just copied. every word has a… Continue reading unity
Enemy
The darkness so dark, is in your heart The evil you breathe is from the relm The relm in which you go to when you die When you die, your already dead
Identity Crisis
I met a girl the other day, her name was Chelsea. She wasn’t much to look at, or talk to. She liked to dye her hair and pretend she wasn’t there. I met a girl the other day, her name was Chelsie.
XxX I hate her XxX
I know this girl, and we used to be really close, tell each other about cutting and bad things. We broke up a few times because of her bitchy friend who doesn’t like me, and because her boyfriend tried to make a pass on me, i didn’t even like him, but of course it was… Continue reading XxX I hate her XxX