im watching a show
where migits say incocievable
princes snort iocane powder
holiday destionations are the cliffs of insanity
andpeople can spontanoisly die laughhing.
this movie has it alll
Monday, December 29, 2008
them (mwahahahaha)or reminiscing
everyone tries to see
what i hide
under my skin
and under the bandanna
im not sure if its true
or if he's toying with me
old memories flood back and
new ones overpower me
the failed ding-dong-ditch we tried at halloween.
the way i cried and he said the things that made it worse.
emo boy: im sorry for halloween and the way she threw you aside.
mollusk:look its not really something i can say right now (emo boy get ur mind OUT of the gutter)
so just call me
see you guys
buh-bye
what i hide
under my skin
and under the bandanna
im not sure if its true
or if he's toying with me
old memories flood back and
new ones overpower me
the failed ding-dong-ditch we tried at halloween.
the way i cried and he said the things that made it worse.
emo boy: im sorry for halloween and the way she threw you aside.
mollusk:look its not really something i can say right now (emo boy get ur mind OUT of the gutter)
so just call me
see you guys
buh-bye
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
him again
im really confused
he said he liked me
it happened (not THAT!)
(HI GABE)
im so screwed!
(aigain not like that)
he said he liked me
it happened (not THAT!)
(HI GABE)
im so screwed!
(aigain not like that)
Friday, December 19, 2008
paths
some say life is a hallway filled with doors
and i f you are good the doors will open
but if you are bad, the doors will shut and you will writhe in torment.
I however made a bomb and blew up those sh***y doors
'cuz no one controls my life but me.
and i f you are good the doors will open
but if you are bad, the doors will shut and you will writhe in torment.
I however made a bomb and blew up those sh***y doors
'cuz no one controls my life but me.
books
they lie there
ever-knowing and lifeless
all-seeing and hopelessly conformal
they won't tell the world who you like
why you do what you do
or
why
you
took
all that
to make it go away.
when friends fail you
and hope is
burned out
then
will books still be there
.
ever-knowing and lifeless
all-seeing and hopelessly conformal
they won't tell the world who you like
why you do what you do
or
why
you
took
all that
to make it go away.
when friends fail you
and hope is
burned out
then
will books still be there
.
not really
look..
i kinda sorta did like alex but
im not so sure now
he likes no one and i like almost everyone(according to the major pimp)
major pimp:if you tell anyone what i've told you... I'll reveil your true identity!
mwahahahaha
i kinda sorta did like alex but
im not so sure now
he likes no one and i like almost everyone(according to the major pimp)
major pimp:if you tell anyone what i've told you... I'll reveil your true identity!
mwahahahaha
why do you hate me?
look. theres something i need to tell you."
"yeah. what is it?"
(yelling at top of lungs)
" (crying) i cant deal with this"
"wait.before you go. i love you like a little sister and i always considered you to be my sister."
"....."
"i just had to tell you.
*next day*
"i dont want you to sit here."
"why not?"
i ned a break
*after an entire summer of tears and begging*
" why do you hate me?"
"yeah. what is it?"
(yelling at top of lungs)
" (crying) i cant deal with this"
"wait.before you go. i love you like a little sister and i always considered you to be my sister."
"....."
"i just had to tell you.
*next day*
"i dont want you to sit here."
"why not?"
i ned a break
*after an entire summer of tears and begging*
" why do you hate me?"
last dance two
he offers to dance
my feet lead the way
but its only a ruse
a sick,sadistic play
he flits and flutters
and melts away
my feet lead the way
but its only a ruse
a sick,sadistic play
he flits and flutters
and melts away
my needs
i need to cry
but the tears won't
fall
i need to bleed
but my fingers wont allow
i need to run
but i'll opnly stumble
i need to scream but
my voice falters
i need hope
but it's burning out
but the tears won't
fall
i need to bleed
but my fingers wont allow
i need to run
but i'll opnly stumble
i need to scream but
my voice falters
i need hope
but it's burning out
Thursday, December 11, 2008
help!
pencils quivering
stomach rumbling
some one breathing abnoxiously through their nose
welcome to math class
mr.losagna right behind me
neck stiff beyiond compaire
shoot me
stomach rumbling
some one breathing abnoxiously through their nose
welcome to math class
mr.losagna right behind me
neck stiff beyiond compaire
shoot me
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