HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WTF I WAS SUCH A FLUFF!

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2/18

CAVEDWELLERS.
Me and Sara
Were so excited
About the
Moving floors
And the
Escalators.
We rode them
As many times
As mom would let us.
And my dad
Told us
Not to act like
We were from
The woods.
It was
One of those times
When I
Couldn't
Suspect
Anything.

2/20

HIVES.My hand moves ( Read more... )

BUT IT'S NOT SO BAD, YOU'RE JUST THE BEST I EVER HAD.
I remember when
I was at your house
And I remember saying
That if he ever broke up with you
You should put that song
In your away message.
I never actually thought
It would come to that.

SAVE MYSELF.Live your life ( Read more... )

SHORT TERM MEMORY LOSS.
Sometimes in Spanish
While the elf is babbling on
And I'm laughing at Matt's corny jokes
I forget that there's anything
I'd rather not remember.

STOP PRETENDING.
Sometimes I
Look into the
bathroom mirror and
Find myself wondering
Why I can't see myself
Staring Back...

Well seeing as I have a strong lack of updating, I'll do so now so I can make all you kids happy ( Read more... )

I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write.I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. I dont know what to write. ( Read more... )

I absolutly dispise these things. But it's my last resort even though I am reluctant to doing it. But better this than my effing poetry anthology I suppose ( Read more... )

Crying, dare I say, is a very interesting encounter. The feel of it, it can just never get old, you can never lose the excitment of crying. I know this is an unusual way to start off a journal entry but once I get more into it, it will all come together and you, mr/s reader, will understand ( Read more... )