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Story Time | Ok...let's get one thing over with. I wrote these...ok...YOU didn't, these are for your pure amusement ok? NOT to copy and paste to your site...BE ORIGINAL *you bastards* | |||||||||||||||||||
These are allll by me...YAY...more to come...promise | ||||||||||||||||||||
Ok so...I actually listened when you said the first story was really stupid...I guess I agree..it only took me about 15 minutes to write...But now I got this real big space to fill...Man, I hate Rubik's Cube...It sux major ass...I aint even kidding when I say that. Anyways...while I sit and ponder on what to write, endulge yourself in one of my better poems. There's more on poerty.com but I won't tell you how to find them cuz I'd have to tell you my last name....and frankly I don't trust you...bastards | ||||||||||||||||||||
This is about me I'm like the energizer bunny I keep goin goin goin I like reaching out for nothing and it's showin showin showin I do not like anyone but me and that includes you I can't stand the chicks in girly flicks that go boo hoo hoo I hate country music all the friggin inbreeding makes me sick I can't stand when ppl are stoopid their heads are so so thick I like candy bars and hot rod cars and things that go KABOOM I do not like lookin like Avril as all of you assumed I like cuddly ducks, tigers, and big fat fluffly bears I do not like having my period and yes I will go there I like safety pins and denim, music is cool too I play guitar and flute, I have a pair of shoes No one thinks I am cool but I'm too laidback to care But whenever I go to Wal-Mart someone's gawking at my hair My favorite color is black but I'm not really gothic I like to shop in Hunstville where they have hot topic I don't like rap or hip-hop all the fast talking makes me dizzy I like ice cream floats with root-beer 'specially when they're fizzy I like hardcore punk alternative anything with rock at the end I do not like pickin on ppl but you better not mess with my friends I can't stand the color pink...no offense to anyone I can't think of anymore rhyming things so yes this thing is DONE |
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Worth It And as I sit down on this ledge I wonder if I should take that leap and jump off the edge If I take this chance for a 1 time romance Will we make it Will it be worth it And if I didn't give a shit Do you think that it could be better? I know it seems that right about now it sure as hell could be. So tell me now if I'm to blame I'm sorry I'm the whole reason that you are so pissed and tense So tell me now if it's just the bitchin that you hear in this song If so...now I know....it wasn't worth it |
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Why Me My Second Story "Why me?" she cried aloud as she threw herself on the bed. Her mother ran into the room becuase she had heard what she had said "What's the matter, honey?" her mother asked concderned. "I need to be alone." she said as the anger in her burned She needed to think about what happened today Her mother left the room but she really wanted her to stay She couldn't believe that he did this to her. For he has said that he would love her forever. She feared the feeling she was getting inside. The hatred began boiling as she started to cry She wanted to be held, held very tight. Her eyes went blurry and then lost all of sight. She was so stunned that she could barely breathe. "What went wrong....or what's so wrong with me?" She was tired of asking herself this, becacuse she has a million times or more. She finally realized what she could do, and slid her feet on the floor. Half part scared half part willing. The was she was thinkin was so very chilling. "This will change everything," she said and started walking slowly. She went into the bathroom, her blood flowing coldly. She opened the cabinet to find the pills She started to shake from all the chills. She found what she wanted, but didn't take it. She thought for a moment what she was about to commit. "Why," she said, "am I doing this over a guy?" She thought for a moment but couldn't reply. I won't do it she said with relief. She looked in the mirror with disbelief She ran to her mother with her tears flowing. Her mother was confused with all the emotions showing. I'll never let a guy bring me down like that again. Because no guy is worth the thouble or the pain. |
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Next stroke of brilliance will be titled, "You're Pissing Me Off" It'll be one for the whole family | ||||||||||||||||||||
My Only Prayer The day we broke it off Was the day that my heart fell I have now realized This is a living hell I don't want to live without you I can't stand the thought I just want you to know I love you No matter how much we've fought I still remember the good times Even the worst ones too I sit and wonder in awe How much we have been thru If I could only love you My life would be complete But since our problems have divided us I suffer in much defeat. I don't know what's to come of me I really do not care I just want you back to me This is my only prayer |
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Happiness I'm so happy I could die Tilt my head and start to cry Lick aways my tears and then Cut my wrists all over again Kiss the world with busted lips In this life I slowly slip Hold my head and die in shame Time to push down on this blade You miss me now but you're to blame And now I slowly extinguish this flame Say goodbye to all my friends They act like they care, but they just pretend So here's to you my so-called life And as I clench the kitchen knife I think that all my "friends" would agree They finally got the best of me I uhm...hope no-one really commits suicide over this, this is a poem that I wrote after considering the after-math of going away... |
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ARGH | ||||||||||||||||||||