you wanna know why
everything turned out wrong?
because you didnt take my advice
and youre fuckin' stupid.
that's what went wrong.
you didn't listen to ME.
I know all.

ALMOST as good as sams icon with the girl getting smacked in the head with a soccer ball. almost as good, but not quite.

i stumbled on this in the poetry community. i HAD to put it here. if i ever write HALF as good as this ill be set for life ( Read more... )

im so tired. of everything. i have to go somewhere. i have to DO something. i hate this. what the hell.

how can you pity the girl who pitys herself? how can you regret something that no one else cares about?
how can you love someone if they dont love you back??
how can i love you if you cant love me back?
why do i love you if you wont love me back?

Guilt. As if you’ve swallowed a ball of lead, and it sits, complacent and solid, in the pit of your stomach. And although it sits in such a place, you can't help but feel as though a weight of the same magnitude and like strangeness is pressing down upon your brain, growing steadily heavier as days pass and the guilt gnaws at you; slowly, ( Read more... )

The Perfect Guy ( Read more... )

I am flower named kaybee098 !I consist of my friends!Are you flower too?

stomp your feet ( Read more... )

wiiide awake. three thirty and im wiiide awake. i wish i could sleep. spencer says hes tired all the time. he should give me some of his tiredness. not fair ( Read more... )

well. here i am. my brother finally got the internet and a computer. i mean, a computer and then aol. yeah. work this week. sucks man.

i dont know what to write. i miss my friends already. im dreading tomorrow...we leave for windham. four houses. holy shit.

i have to go.

man.

there it is.