| I wrote this for a guy that I thought was really worth the risk. But since happy endings arent real I got my heart crushed. I still mean it...it just doesnt matter like it did before. |


Loss :nothing is permanent:Loss: that word brings such painful memories to mind.Loss :nothing is permanent:
But loss is such a broad experience. There are so many ways to lose something..it doesn't have to be materialistic, but it can be. It can be weight, which is usually good. Or it could be friends, family, lovers, or even enemies. The idea of loss just brings this nasty little fog to life. Why do we have to be punished by losing something we care about. What if its something you can never get back..like a life.
I hate the fact that nothing is promised and nothing is permanent.
Life it's self is just a waiting room. I'm not sure where we go from here,


Class of 2010Here we are, ready to go. All packed up but we'll never really know. Some of us will be back someday, others won't even remember the way. But regardless of the future, we still have the past. And those are the memories I want to make last.Class of 2010
So don't go off hating the place you're leaving behind. It will always be there, hidden in the back of your mind.
The people you see you around you, are the ones who made you who you are. They will be the ones you think of where ever you go, how ever far.
You will never find another bunch of better young women and men. So look out wo


A room in my mindSo there's this room, and I keep it oh so tidy.A room in my mind
For if I don't it will clutter and crowd. You see I need this room, and its contents. If you could see them I know you'd be proud. This room, it's special.
And the things in it matter most. This room is like the life,
that is sucked from the host.
It holds my thoughts, my ideas, my fears. And every new fact I find. This room is my safe place, the only place for me. It's all I control in my mind.
| I wrote this for a guy that I thought was really worth the risk. But since happy endings arent real I got my heart crushed. I still mean it...it just doesnt matter like it did before. |


For YouFrom within my opacity I let out a yell Only no one would hear me for I was not well I watched them walk by untold at a time But no one would see me for I wasn't divineFor You
Months would pass by, yet there was no answer This darkness was spreading like a frigid cancer The days would dim and the nights would shine
Why was I here? Was it my time? I would sit in my tomb and wait for my death Looking back at my life, and taking my last breath A shadow appeared brilliant to the eye Was this an angel, or was it a lie She took my hand and led me away Out of the darkness and i


Sensual PerfectionEverything about her is perfect.Sensual Perfection
Her eyes are the colour of the blue-green waters. Her lips are the perfect rose-petal pink with just enough pout to make you want to nibble them. Her nose is a little button
in-between two blushing full cheeks that rise and fall as she smiles and sighs. Her skin is a
slightly stained porcelain that feels like satin under your fingertips. Her hair is the colour of
a fire's flame where the orange meets the red that seems to wave and glimmer in the
sunlight. Her neck is lengthy and fragile as your lips and tongue slowly run over it. Her
shoulders are relaxed
Gay Rights
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In your head, in your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie,
Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head,
In your head,
Zombie, zombie, zombie?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou...
Yes i ♥ your art
What are you up to?
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Friends are the people who can stab you in the back and get away with it
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(Inside Suicide)
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My brain is hangin' upside down!
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