Yeah, so for the first time since I started journalism I have writers block; the dreaded writers block. But in writing this I have writers block I am undoing what i said was done. Because now I can write. so HAH!!! I beat writers block…..uummmm what was I gonna write now? D$mmit Jim!
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How can my hand be so steady? I am more than not ready For what I am about to do. I hope I get it rite And not turn out looking like a fool. He looks at me with Some strange look, Something you would hear Described in a book. Not quite happy, Not quite sad But a look that he might be had. I try to smile, But start to cry. How can I possibly lie? I know I love him, But that’s what I fear. That when I whisper I love you, No reply will I hear. So I have to say I don’t. So he….. will be able to cope. He makes my heart stop… When he walks by I feel Like my lungs will pop. So much happiness, How can there be pain? I know I can make it through Another day. Or please just make this pain go away.
Won’t see him for a few more days But still this pain will not refrain. Do I let him know? Or just try to go with the flow. Do I let Love come to me? Or do I let these moments pass freely? Whatever I do I know we will never be… not really but today i am back in journalism because it is dback. so yeah. i miss this class so much, but i like mountain view so much that i would probably never go back to union mine to graduate. i would rather just graduate and then come back and walk with my class down the isle to get my diploma. so mountain view is one of the most awesome schools in the world. in the last few weeks i have already made about 13 credits. so i am graduating even sooner than i thought i was. awesomeness. yeah, so now i am done with my MV rant. have a great day, or whatever. lol
Icon by: lyssy-poo He was my world He was my life Now he left me in the dust. With nothing left But for me to despise.
I don’t know where he went I don’t know if I care But I know how much I loved him And now it makes Me pull out my hair.
She was just as good But never what she seemed At first I thought she loved me But now I just refrain.
In no way shape or form Will I ever love again. All it causes is pain, And frustration. Now is the perfect time For liberation.
Maybe one day I will feel the need To be held And not just seen. Maybe he will love me for all I am Hopefully he won’t be only a boy; I need a man. Or at least someone With there head strait Then I will feel the love And not just the hate.
picture by monkee25 Rest in Peace, Heath. He was a very good actor, and my all time favorite actor in fact. My favorite movie he did was Ten Things I Hate About You. On the day I found out he died, I actually cried. There was always that one hope that in the future when I go to a movie premere I would have met him, but then that dream was ripped away. So again Rest in Peace, Heath.
picture by Trinity_Awen this is one of my all time favorite movies!!! But mostly because Kiefer was hot back then. There is a second one either out or coming out soon. But yeah, if you’re into vampires, and people hunting them down, then this is the movie for you to see. Both the first and the second in fact. So please give vampires a chance, even if you don’t like them. They’re people too!!! Jk. thanx
He is always on her mind, and she doesn’t know why. He is always in her heart, which makes her cry. Her heart is always on her sleeve And he won’t leave. He sees she’s sad, But thinks he been had. She used him, or so her thinks As she tries to walk away with a wink. All night she cries, And feels like she wants to die. He doesn’t care, The world has always been unfair. Emotions run wild While everyone tells her “You’re only a child!” She fell in love, With the wrong man. Too old to be her lover, Not old enough to be her brother. Disgust, denial. She really is only a child. Love lives on, And nothing can be done. Time flies, When you think you are having fun. You’re only 17, Lose the guy, Don’t lose you wings Or your ability to fly.
picture by casrob123 I get my hopes up too often,
picture by charlene666_photo But you will see them again. To me, dieing isn’t as bad as everyone thinks. It’s not like you are dieing forever. I was raised believing in reincarnation. Your body dies, but your soul lives on. I think that we are reborn into a new body, but we have the same soul. It’s not like you will remember your last life, right? But sometimes people do remember what happened in there last life. And they don’t know it is there past life, because it’s to unfamiliar. They don’t know where it came from. In fact, it scares a lot of people. I have had one of these past-life experiences. It was of my death, I was burned alive. I don’t remember very many details, but the ones I do freak me out. When I had it, it was so vivid at some parts. I remember there were Indians or something, and they tied me up to a pole or something like that. Then they set fire to my dress. The pain was unbelievable. It was as if I was being burned alive again. I felt the flames lick my skin, and continue up my legs. It spread so quickly that I couldn’t even react to it. It was agonizing, even though I wasn’t going through it again. I hope that I never have to experience this ever again. I hope that the next past-life experience isn’t a bad one, maybe something that was good, something that will make me happy to have this soul, and know that it is real, I just need some proof. I don’t know for sure if that was a real past life experience, but it was so realistic that it’s hard to think that it didn’t really happen to me. |
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