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Darkness fall
It's ripping at me, tearing me apart, and I wonder how I can still live when I've already gone through this. I remember, back in the days, that if I felt the blood and the chaos that marked this as my life, I wouldn't survive it again. I refuse to die, as always, but how long, how long can you cut and rip and maim and kill before there's a broken ( Read more... ) -
Losing, Forgetting, Dying. Catharsis (brain vomit)
One word, three words, six. As many as you say, as many as you think, they'll breathe their own meaning and nothing will be the same. There's no way out, dying, forgetting, losing.
(because you know you're killing me within)
How many times can you break me until it's enough for you?
(with all your weapons darling, it's ohsoeasy to imagine)
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Heh.
A lot of teachers need to grow up ( Read more... ) -
Monsters
One.
No matter how far I run, it's still on my back. The monster you and I formed, despite all my efforts to stay away... it appeared, it existed, and now you left me to deal with it.
Two.
Now it's growing bigger, stronger. I can run all I like, but it chases me just as fast. I've confronted it. I've changed it. Something bearable for me, but it'll be ( Read more... ) -
More homecoming! (oh boy!)
The game blew. Well, not the game itself, but as a spectator surrounded by people, I can officially say that people... well... SUCK ( Read more... ) -
Homecoming game
Not looking forward to Friday.
Well, I am. There's something terribly amusing about seeing your ex's eyes pop out due to your new do, and then him being shot down twice in one night. He deserves it. He's a hypocrite, a liar, and a fraud and I despise him to every inch of my soul, but I simply just don't want to see him.
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Exercise #1 (of my new writing book i got, how exciting)
Just an FYI, all my text in parenthesis, unless the writing is official, is lower-cased. Just one of my quirks ( Read more... ) -
Letter to the one whom I can't let go.
Hey.
It's the same old thing, same old song. It's what I always say, even though so many more words are trapped behind my mouth. You thought I let go a long time ago, didn't you? A few months, maybe a year, and everything goes back to normal. The plastered smile on my face you could never see through, because I spent years practicing the art of ( Read more... ) -
Gah.
School. Writing. Video games. More school. I think it's time to cut video games from my life, or at least MAJORLY truncate it. Friends get pissed? Sucks to be them. I'm gonna blast music, and I'm gonna get good grades, and write, and that's all there is to it ( Read more... )