I have a new journal, I use it more

It is at

www.xanga.com/dorothy_homicide

I believe that is the correct link<3

I have a new journal, I use it more

It is at

www.xanga.com/dorothyhomicide

I believe that is the correct link<3

Autumns Monolouge

Oh why can't I be what you need?
A new improved version of me.
But I'm nothing so good
no, I'm nothing...
just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs
of violence, of love, and of sorrow.
I beg for just one more tomorrow!
Where you'd hold me down, fold me in
deep deep deep in the heart of your sins.

I'd break in two over ( Read more... )

Fuck.
I'm threw.

I want to move.
And, I want to be  really happy.
That's not going to happen.

I'm going for another walk.

FUCK!!!

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It's almost 6. I'm sitting here writing in this stupid journal because I'm bored, and have nothing to do.
Here...

Hair Appt. is at 11:00 am. Latest time I could get. Last appt time available.
I got my stuff I needed a little while ago, and went with my mother to Auburn Family Restraunt and talked to a couple of the girls that worked there about prom ( Read more... )

It's almost 7. Grand. My shoulder hurts, alot right now. I jumped for the ball, swung my arm too hard, missed the ball and slid. You know. That pisses me off. Earlier was alright, later got pretty bad, then afterschool with tennis was worse. Then Andrea's track meet was alright. I saw Butts and her boyfriend. Shes going ot help me with my hair on ( Read more... )

Haha. Oh. People make me laugh hysterically, it makes me almost pee my pants ( Read more... )

Everything is begining to suck. I mean its all going downhill ( Read more... )

Am I loud and clear, or am I breaking up?
Am I still your charm, or am I just bad luck?
Are we getting closer, or are we just getting more lost?

I'll show you mine if you show me yours first
Let's compare scars, I'll tell you whose is worse
Let's unwrite these pages and replace them with our own words

We live on front porches and swing life away ( Read more... )