October 2009
5 posts
SMOKERS!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_mTXZVCOM0Y
F. ucking
S. hity
C. igarettes
When love turns to hate
I really have changed into an asshole.
I was with someone and things keep going bad.
I feel so intense about it. When she’s around I act like I don’t want her there.
Then when shes gone I can’t stop thinking about her. This sucks. I hate to love her.
Enter a period into google
It gets pist, you can tell by the face…. -.-
1 AM in my room with a pen, papper, and a black...
I wrote a poem and found out that in the first and last lines of each stanza there was something else. Check it out.
-Forgotten Days
A mist a pulse
A whisper in the back
Ground into you
Alive through you
To say to move
To be anything more than
Nothing is forever
I’m somethings formed together
Each part each cell
Is for nothing then
If not a thought
That starts and stops
...
