being sick is horrid...

I know, that i have records of all my thoughts, hidden away throughout this wonerful place called the net. some locked away, some hidden forever because i've forgotten where the key is, some open to everyone. But if someone had enough time, and will power, they could find every single doubt, every single plan, every single peice of me ( Read more... )

Your Dirty Self SurveyAbout MeName::Charlie Xavier Age::16 Height::5'9'' ish Location::manchester/conway Home Town::manchester/hull Eye Color::brown Gender::male Body type::althetic Relationship status::taken Favorites:Store::zestuffs.com Type of music::everything Band::currently: alice cooper Video Game::currently: saints row Movie::ferris buelers ( Read more... )

the sun is a mass of incandesant gas
its a marvolus night for a moondance
and i'm feeling good
cause your everything to me
you give me fever
and they call me dr.worm
cause i've got some falling to do

^ random lines from random songs... thats my post... bam

dont use cliques as an excuse anymore, its not right ( Read more... )

meh, life is decent...
that is all

and they all came tumbling down
and they all came tumbling down
round and round they came
never knowing whence they come
for they rolled without sound
for they rolled without sound
the weak the poor the lame
those who are accepted by none
and we all fell down
and we all fell down
to where the only friend is shame
and there is left only one

Firebranded is gonna take awhile... thats the red-head poetry collection... i want about 90 poems for each ( Read more... )

Does there come a time, when you are liked so much, you need to be hated? Some move to hate themselves, pushing sharp blades against supple skin, branding themselves with self-hatred. Some people will use alterations of the mind, pushing themselves far from the world into an isolation where they can only enjoy the moment and become disgraceful to ( Read more... )

Does there come a time, when you are liked so much, you need to be hated? Some move to hate themselves, pushing sharp blades against supple skin, branding themselves with self-hatred. Some people will use alterations of the mind, pushing themselves far from the world into an isolation where they can only enjoy the moment and become disgraceful to ( Read more... )