Our dumb dogs bark all night.
My parents talk at 5:00 in the morning
Stupid ass owl sat outside my window
I had to take a cold shower
-breath-
And someone called us at 2:00 several times when I was finally dozing off.
Dude, I friggin want my sleep.


GameA red candle in the dark a lights the creamy hues of your skin Messages the voyage we're to embark of ours...an original sin A feast of love, red cherries sweet I feed your lustful lips in between egyptian cotton sheets I grab and tease at your hips Your eyes softer than an ostrich feather Hair fairer than the morning sun Emotions brought alive when together when our game has begunGame
Nails grabbing me Breath stabbing me As we go faster, and faster As our souls grow nearer and nearer to eachother Soon merging to one anot


Just a Day PART 2I went to my locker, which also appeared to be ‘seperated’ from the others. They called that area the straight razor place. Like they suspected I would go over to them and attack them or something. As I grabbed my lunch, I looked over to the water fountain, above it a poster that said ‘Stop the Hate’, and the fact that someone had scribbled out ‘hate’ and wrote in marker ‘sticks.’ Stop the sticks! It yelled to me silently. Stop them now! Or they’ll get you. In a sudden dose of anger, I pulled the tape off of it, and grabbed it off the wall, stuffing it into the trash can. My body was hot in disgust. The embers burned through my eyes as I lookJust a Day PART 2


Just a Day PART 1I take in a breath, and inhale the scent of morning in the air. The hues early day showed through my window, their reflections a grayish blue upon my face. I could not quench the taste of fear in my mouth. It was another day. I sat up, and the weight on my shoulders grew. The clock said 6:24—time to get ready for school. I slowly walked to my dresser, picking through the scattered tops to find a plain dark blue t-shirt. Then, I search on the floor for my favorite pair of jeans. I stumbled to put them both on, then found a pair of white socks. As I fiddled with my hair for a moment, I stared into the mirror. Why was it still me? WhJust a Day PART 1


I'm a BlairWho am I? How could you not know? If I were ever weather.... I think I'd be pink snow!I'm a Blair
I'm the girl with rainbow converse I'm that weird untitled song verse I'm that freak who eats dry spaghetti I'm the one who dreams of a machete I'm a self named girly snippie And others dubbed oh so zippy I'm the girl with the funniest laugh I'm the child who wanted a giraffe My friends call me Snapple, my teachers call me sky Whats my favourite colour? I can't decide Everyone giggles when I make my 'blarb' noise I'm 13 but I still love my toys When I'm ne
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I like children served with zombie brain cotton candy.
Does that make me a bad person?
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im lazy...
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Switched accounts to ~MisterOrchestra!
i just started but i love this site!
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We eat the Iron
And shit the chain
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I'm just a magnet for wierd stuff - i wish i was a magnet for loose change rather than nutters but there we go *shruggs* wat canya do
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