Love is unknown to my heart
though my longing for it rises with each day
the fire in my eyes throws
jealous shots of red
at those looking deeply in each others eyes
spelling 'i love you' with their bodies

i wish you were here
i wish you were in my arms
tonight
i wish i could touch your heart
with soft fingertips
making the slightest impression
one you would never forget

a poem:Is there anything i can do ( Read more... )

me + dan + hanging out for the first time in forever = YAY!!!

( my camera doesnt like dans house, and takes bad pictures of us. )

i cant do this anymore.
my sister is a fucking pschyo.
someone please adopt me?!!!

( i absolutely love these girls )

i hate people
i hate drama
i wish i was in a bubble
away from you.

i wrote a poem yesterday.
it goes a little something like this:

watch me cry
do you see the hurt in my eyes
i hope you feel the pain
of what you have done to me
are you immune to remorse?
or does my damaged mind
simply not phase your black heart

So, i got bored and made a new journal instead of doing my homework. I'm tired of everything being cloneyclone. i decided i dont like being a clone, so why flaunt the fact? yep. do you like my new layout?