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Friday, 02 October 2009

  • poem..

    i decided i'm going to start this thing up again. even if no one ever reads it.
    here is a poem i wrote yesterday, it's about a feeling i get a lot.

    I think it’s my job to fuck things up
    Remind me to never gain confidence
    When I stay to myself
    I’m happy… in my dreams
    When I try and push them on reality
    They fail and it seems
    Like I can never do anything right anymore
    How has my life become such a bore?
    If I put this out there who won’t ignore?
    Should I give up on love,
    And start a war?
    With the world I’ve grown to love
    And come to hate it
    Cause god never seems to give me the path I’ve waited
    So patiently and quietly as long as I could
    But I think its time to turn my back on him for good
    And even though it’s pretty obvious I should
    I never will be able to, gods a part of me now
    But it is nothing flashy or profound
    And if I made him up in my head it doesn’t matter
    He’s that one imaginary friend I’ll have forever
    I wish the god that I created
    Could help me out instead of fading
    Away all the glimpses of good I catch every once and a while
    Don’t fret, I realize I end almost every day with a smile
    I believe this is because the people I surround myself with
    But sometimes that’s not enough to end the empty feeling
    I get in my stomach when I think really hard, stealing
    Away from the sensible parts of my brain
    That Denys all of my pain and stores it away
    That’s why these words might seem out of character
    I don’t show it, or I don’t feel it… it’s a small factor
    In my life, but sometimes all that I can think about
    It makes me want to let it out, shout and pout
    But most of the time I still keep it in
    And that is probably my greatest sin.

Monday, 22 December 2008

  • Haveing one of those days?

    i know i am.

    i hurt, but im not hurt.. well phsycally. i dont know why its like this right now but my heart feels crushed and my arms fell like there going to melt away..

    i'm just extremely upset and i don't know what it is.

    it feels like something is missing. but what? i have no idea.

     

    im guessing its something that has to do with love, and not being loved my ya kno a guy.. but i don't have anyone who is seriously considering me a girlfriend... and the only 2 guys i would consider don't look at me that way, well one doesnt, and the other never will.

    so im kind of stuck wishing for some christmas mircale thats never going to happen..

     

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Sunday, 23 November 2008

  • the quite things that no one ever knows

    so the one thing i want the  most i can't have. thats just great.

    honestly everything reminds me of him, and its really annoying.

    resturants, cause we've either been there or talked about them.

    bands, cause we've seen them or talked about them

    places i go. things people say. jokes.

    fucking everything.

    its really annoying because he doesnt think of me like that i know i know but i have this huge crush and its crushing me *haha lame pun*

    anyways what the fuck ever i need to learn not to care.

    to bad thats fucking impossible when even just seeing him...or the thought of seeing me even if all we're ganna do is sit there i really dont care i just like to be with him.. fuck myyyyyy life.

     

     

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