Ask of me and I'll give you what I have left.

Should there be a seperation between how I feel and how I act? Is there really such a thing as "socialy acceptable"? I am part of the public so I have a say in what is "socially acceptable, and I accept nearly everything. Does this mean whatever I do is fine?

I was told, I'm not like how I was last year, that I've changed. I answered, that now I really can be happy, I'm not living inside of a lie. But now I'm thinking...I'm not who I used to be, or maybe I am and that's not what they are used to. I'm growing, I'm reverting to who I was. Who I am. Hopefully soon I will become the image of me stuck back ( Read more... )

Alone I run past the world. On the way, I met many people. Most forgotten, it's hard to notice the the people around you when you are staring at the ground as you pass.

Drew: how are you feeling ( Read more... )

Man, how cool is that, you don't even have to believe in God to get into heavan.

Turn my back to you, let your screams fall to the ground. Bleeding wrists no longer make me think, numbness has replaced you. Lies told from you are that bomb about to blow up in your face. Laughing at you as you fall in the mud. I'd lend you a helping hand if only I cared enough not to want every breath to be your last. Running down the street at ( Read more... )

I'm sorry Tina(and Ashley if you know), I spoke without thinking, I take back my answer.

Ashley said yes, I got asked to homecoming, Beth gave me a ride to the bank, Ben finished my bike. I'm falling into ****(can't say it, I'll jynx it).

I'm going to ask if I can get my peircing(lip) tomarrow, this is gong to be a tough one. I have to ask dad. For those of you who don't know he is a conformist. Man, he is anti-anything/everything so yeah, I guess I'll tell you how that goes tomarrow.