I am going to slam my first poem.  That is all.

Thank you JM Huscher, Eric Darby, and every other poet I have watched slam it.  Someday, I hope I will be as good as you. 

I miss you a lot.  How has your vacation been going?  Are you enjoying yourself?  Things here are pretty boring with out you.  I met this new guy called H1N1 and frankly, he's a drag.  Well, nothing is really happening around here all the excitement left with you.  I hope to see you soon!  Bring me back an awesome souvenir!

Love, 
Eliza

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 So fucking depressed.  Cried inside all day.

Oh, the pain.

I wish sarcasm ACTUALLY made me feel better. 

 I want it to fucking stop. It hurts so much, so damn much.

I feel like my chest cavity is crawling with fire ants.  I feel like and empty toothpaste tube that some one is trying to roll up to get the last littel bit of toothpaste.

I hurt.  I want it to go away. 

 So, Cody and I are taking a break.  This is very devastating for me BUT I think that it is a good plan.  I moped a bunch and was all set on not hearing from him for like three weeks or something ridiculous like that when he called me yesterday.  Ummmmmm....wha?  I don't understand.  My mom talked to him yesterday because she was worried about him ( Read more... )

 Yes, it is angsty.  Yes, it is mopey.  I am wallowing in my self pity.

Two weeks later like a surplus reprieve
I found a hair the length of yours on my sleeve
I wound it round and round my finger so tight
It turned purple and a pulse formed inside

And i knew the beat 'cause it matched your own beat
I still remember it from our chest to chest and feet ( Read more... )

We got a puppy yesterday. She is adorable. She is also a Corgi.

Cody is bitch.

*mopemopemope*

School was cancelled cause of the swine flu. That is neat. Now I will be stuck in my home for a whole week. With nobody to hangout with. I must be super creative that is all.

 These are things I need to say in order to figure out how to say them to Cody ( Read more... )

 I am so effing tired.

And very VERY worried for my paper.

I also happen to hate the inside of my nose.

Must leave, the bathroom is free!

 Every thing is all right!  Really it is just hormones that are dumb,  And miscommunication.

Yup!

I have so much to talk about.  I must post soon!