i dont know what your looking for, i said i bet that you look good on the dancefloor.

Well... its a good thing i never liked portobello mushrooms.

once upon a time...

Excuse me, but the last time i checked, juggling 3 relationships at once was a bad thing. As far as i know, that would label you as a slut, but for some reason that doesn't seem to fit. Even in my eyes. Doing things like this aren't supposed to help, they aren't supposed to work out in the end. So why do they? Why do some people get it all, leaving the others with nothing?
I'm just so sick of living my life around every one else. So fucking sick of it. And in a way, shes right, I don't want to waste my time waiting around to be wanted once again, I just don't know what else to do at the moment. So, I'll do this, just for now, to see what happens.

THE END.

Not permanently, but for now. This fucking thread is living my life, and I hate it, and thus, I am done. Not for good, no, but for now. I may be back in a month or so, just to see what comes to mind. Fuck, I'll likely be back in a week or two, but nothing will be posted, nothing will be written, nothing new will be read. This line of work, these lines of words, are done. The emotionless letters and words, I'm just so fucking done with it all.

I lose my sense of wrong and right, I cry, I cry.

So, sorry I did whatever it was I did that caused this to end.
So sorry that I wasn't good enough to keep this going.
I apologize for not being good enough.
Maybe if I was, this damned inanimate father wouldn't be so inanimate.
Maybe I wouldn't be off following the girl who's busy following nova.
Sorry I don't have the perfect body proportions as her, or the perfect hair,
Although I do know that has little, or none to do with this, it still comes to mind.
Maybe if I was just a little bit better, I wouldn't have gone to 10 different schools
In 14 years.
Maybe I would be part of the group of friends that had pictures before kindergarten '00.
Maybe I wouldn't have friends coming and going as they please,
Because maybe, just maybe I would be worth a dime in their books.
If I was better, maybe I wouldn't have developed this damned eating disorder,
Or these horrid smoking habits.
I wouldn't be being offered jobs of prostitution, and nude photographs.
I wouldn't be considering to take them either.
Maybe if I was a better kid, I'd be good enough,
not sure good enough for who, but I would be good enough.
Maybe she wouldn't be curious, or knowing to whome, or what, this is about,
And I wouldn't be high jacking this little quote here saying these exact words
Maybe I would be in bed, and I wouldn't have this dead buzz of alcohol.
Been black and blue before
There’s no need to explain
I am not the jaded kind
Playback’s such a waste
You’re invisible
Invisible to me
My wish is coming true
Erase the memory of your face

they'll tear us apart if you give them the chance.

I'm sick of this life, and the people that surround me in it.
I'm sick of being told what to do,
And given the responsibility of someone over my age,
and yet being treated like a five year old.
Scratch that, i'd be lucky to have that kind of treatment.
I'm sick of drugs, and alcohol,
Smoking and sex.
Its all a combination of revolution.
It sucks.
I'm sick of people, i'm sick of choices,
I'm sick of having to make them.
Making the right, or wrong one, i'm sick of it all.
I'm sick of life, and 99% of the people in it.
99% of the idiotic people who don't know right from wrong,
Smart from dumb,
Drugs from fun.
So many bright lights to cast a shadow
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding I'm incomplete
A life that's so demanding I get so weak
A love that's so demanding I can't speak

I am not afraid to keep on living
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay, I'll be forgiven
Nothing you could say can stop me going home

"It's called a BREAK-UP because it's BROKEN"

ѕнαєℓєєєℓιzαвєтн ♫(On my new computer!) says (3:15 PM):
I realised i really hate my girlfriends bestfriend, which is weird, because i don't believe in hating, its a waiste of emotion, i just get angry when i look at her, and severely jelous. This is because my girlfriend used to be inlove with her, but now she claims she doesn't, but i dont beleive her. I was, at some point, able to squeeze the fact out of her that she does, truly still like her, but I believe that she still loves her, actually i'm 98% positive that she does, and thus, i hate her bestfriend, which makes things severely complecated. I dont really hate her actually, theres completely nothing wrong with her as a person, if this were any other circumstance, say i met her at walmart, we could have been good friends. I just hate what she represents. And honestly, i just want to yell at someone right now, go have a smoke, and take some e
Keke says (3:17 PM):
well, if she likes her best friend still and she WANTS to get over her, she has no choice but to let her go until she is over her. but that's only if she's wlling. I'm guessing you're not the type of person to ask this of her though.
ѕнαєℓєєєℓιzαвєтн ♫(On my new computer!) says (3:18 PM):
No, i'm not, and it would be useless anyways...

the candles are lit and the clothes on the floor.

the twenty-second

Oh, thank God. Mr. Flutie got off the couch. And Marcus and i finally fucked.

Would you prefer a prettier phase, like made sweet love? Well, that's not what we did. Marcus might argue that we're in love, so we're always making love-even when we're just plain ol'-fashioned fucking. Yes, even with my limited experience, i know there's a difference. And if you don't know what it is, well, i feel sorry for you.

pg. 31.

Did anyone try to hard, well i guess i did

She was an innocent soul with a love of art that turned into a drugged up mess mixed with suicide and smokes.