Getting a little deeper everyday...haha alright! I am scared of sharks... their black soulless eyes just peering into your eyes ... their teeth... that are like a million razor blade... and the worst part that i fear the most...they dont kill you..they take a bite and realize...
Haha ...Alright so today I wore my man boi shirt lol xD its a black t-shirt , with jasons face ( well chibi face) in the middle of a hamburger ( it is painted on ) and skinny jeans ( of course not the type of skinny jeans that you need butter to slide into ) and i wore...
but actually putting the words on paper when I'm not inspired is almost impossible.
I love to write, I have a binder full of every story, poem, ect. that I've kept since i was 14 and I've noticed that it's harder for me to write now than it was when I was 14.
It's completely a...
Okay about the writing business. I try my best to do this. I sometime screw up a sentence. Oops. Whatever. I'm only human.
What's the point? Well the point is that I can writing okay but I'm not going to write a novel.
I can writing what come to my...
I've always enjoyed writing and sharing my thoughts. For example, I can think about politics and become mad about the whole process and that will send me on a journey. I mean the people around me are Republican or Democrat or Independent or whatever else and most people can"t...
TAKING OVER THE WORLD! MUAHAHA!
lol well... something i am truly excited for is... scaring the living **** out of jason when i met him :P haha ^.^ i shall out ninja his ninja!!! and of course after that we shall travel the world!
I know it said just one thing but...
Glitter, ****, blender,/
give me something strong tonight./
Render me braver,/
soaked in huge moonlight./
So, I held the door open/
bought you both lots of drinks./
What am I doing?/
Why do I keep hoping?/
Breasts rise, my heart sinks./
Now you want a cigarette/
“Il fait des...
They may be "old" but they have amazing stories behind the warm smile they always greet me with.
Lets start with my dads mom.
She is a strange woman, she had 7 children, and married to my grandfather..who was a heavy smoker..she raised my aunts and uncles basically all on...
I am not good at drinking.. but i can't say no to an old friend who is hurting. I have stopped smoking, but today that ardent desire won't let me go. I was ecstatic when my high school friend showed up, finally somebody visited me in this exile. We smoked and drank and laughed...
when they saw this poem I wrote:
"Don't stare at that hideous hiding monster // Don't look into his eyes that are easy to adore // He's going to hell; hear his crying roar // Don't look at him and stop staring at the mirror."
Lol maybe I AM a nerd.
I have written poetry, short stories, songs, etc..and even though mostly everyone that has read my work thinks I have great talent, I just don't see it. Who knows? Maybe I'm just too much of a perfectionist. I'll never be satisfied!!! LOL