Who am I kidding.. I guess no matter what I do I cant find anything better to do othe than write in this god forsaken journal. My days are usually uneventful, but I like to reflect on them just to remember. All I ever feel I have to write about is [her] which i dont mind at all. All considering I could write about other things, like how i got ( Read more... )

i dont really see a reason to write here anymore.. dont expect much after today. Im really only gonna be here to read and write in friends journals. Ill still write, but not sure when.. wont be as often i dont think.

I went to the halloween party with shane. He man and frodo snackins went on an adventure, shane wore a skirt and i wore a bunch of clothes and had snacks. We watched bands play, they made fun of the Uk punk scene and the misfits, i got bothered as the drunken fools danced for social acception rather than an expression of soul. Ugh I must be ( Read more... )

Im going to die if i dont get out tonight, too many nights out here spent alone, ive seen so much and not been able to share. Sometimes i share it with my feet, and my lungs, ill go skating, running.. sometimes with my hands.. ill go and steal things. check my coordination, see if its up for any fun. Im so lame haha. I havnt talked to keke in a few ( Read more... )

She painted on my neck with her mouth, leaving pictures that would remind me of her everytime i saw them. Hurting for someone can be the greatest thing in the world, sharing an emotion that you never normally share. You share love you share good feelings, but what about hurt? It feels so good when it is hurt from a lover, them kissing your neck ( Read more... )

I am taking the bus to see my love today.. I cant wait, I really cant. We've waited long enough, we both deserve this moment. The silhouette of beauty dances in the dark of my room.. the shower is running and I must attend its sound. I love you Nicole, I cant wait to see [you].

I swear it im going to stretch and work out, detest resistance and flow through this casm of resistance like fingers through fine hair, her hair. No matter where I travel in my mind, the places I go the things I see, nicole is always there. I cant stop thinking about her, she is woven and meshed into every thought. I want to become a ninja so i can ( Read more... )

Vivacious heart, she desires me and no one else.. my trembling finger tips leak of persperation as i wilt and bend awaiting her touch.. i want to hear her voice again. My neck and shoulders; a coat hanger for her tears if she so desires a closet to place her skeletons, I am here, I am security. Squiggly lines being shot down and perpetuated into my ( Read more... )

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What happens when beauty has left its mark, its clue for you to look for it, for you to find it? You search and search but you cant find it, so you start getting strategical, ebing innovative in your senses. She sees right through me, yet she doesnt break me.. just as i see through her, yet i dont break her. We are not malicious nor callous, we are ( Read more... )