I found this on one of my friend's profile boxes and it really struck a chord in me. This is how I have felt at times when I am not ok. When i am angry, lonely, scared, or have just suffered through an injustice by their hands. yah, don't i want to sequester myself so far away that you can never find me again? It is my bone of contentment And yet, ( Read more... )

my heart aches in rebellion ( Read more... )

cos you kill me, you know you do, you kill me well, you like it too and i can tell. when these bullets ricochet off me, I lose myself in the smoke, so that I wont be there when it clears, cos secretly you would love to know what a girl feels like wouldnt you?

this would be all i needed back in highschool
for the words to come pouring out.
a joint and a song,
but now words twist into shapes
that get stuck in my mouth
i choke on them
hold down vomit
eyes bloodshot
from lack of sleep
tomorrow never dies

break my gulf,
tear it down,
strip me of my beauty
ressurect an institution
hold me down
rob me of my power
damn david, this is what you do to sexy chicks
you know it
i heard it on the news
i saw it with my eyes
heres a heads up to hitler!

my sister is constantly shoving her armpits in my face. like i know girls like to smell their own armpits....mostly....i do...but this is just a little too much. shes a freak, and I love her. Ofcourse something like this would happen to me. ha ha.

im biting my nails
and my eyes are wide with fear
he really loves me,
and it makes me want to cry
but soon I will be out of here
me and her, we are going to get a place
And its something im really looking forward to
But it all has to be done

my my, you want attention
at my expense,
yeah you forgot to mention.
i will eat glass,
i heard you read my mind
behind my back.
outside i waited
take a good look,
take a photo
dont you know?
the ocean calls me.

sometimes, when i am going to sleep, my thoughts wander, and I remember distinctly the night i was almost gang raped. I had gone for a walk late one evening, when i sat down on a grassy knoll to rest. A boy, came up to me and started talking to me. He was on his way to pick up weed, and asked me if i wanted to smoke with him. I wasnt too sure, but ( Read more... )

I love texting. its so good. words accidently and spontaneously forming into other words. Forming sentences to fit neatly into messages. I sometimes send jeanine 5 or 6 txt msgs in a row, its like mini diaries. With PushPlay, texting is my lifeline. Same with Tart, and friends, and strangers. it is such an awesome way to communicate. Esp at times ( Read more... )