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i don't get how people can be so rude.
sure, it's a popularity contest, but it's not like you don't know who i am.
now, you are forever a jackass in my eyes.
congrats.
on other notes,
i work in an hour, so i had better make this sweet.
my next pay cheque will be roughly 180 dollars, which is exciting seeing as i am broke.
i like my job, but i think im going to re-apply at the mall stores again to see what else may come up.
probably nothing, but it's worth a shot i guess.
i worked out for an hour and a half today, and i ate a salad for lunch.
i am quite content with myself.
i weigh 131 pounds.
i've lost 10 pounds and about 15 percent of my body fat, which is enjoyable i guess.
reading that makes me feel fat. haha. well, i guess i was.
every time i read livejournal, my stomach goes bananas.
and if someone could tell me why, i would be very grateful.
actually, i lied.
i think i know why, and i definately know a reason why it could be.
duh.
but yes.
ummmmmmmm, i want it, real bad, but not bad enough.
saying more will only frustrate/excite me more, so i guess i had better stop.
at least it gives me amunition to write good stuff.
p.s. here is a
So perfectly proportioned,
An angelic creature coruscated;
Cogitated and correlated; potential in the mirror;
Complementary melodies with paper scratched hastily;
Assumptions made too quickly or carelessly to be accurate or wise.
Our souls torn eloquently, hazel pupils dilated,
Shadows overtake your ecstasy.
While I’m to busy being mesmerized.
Jawbones to chiseled collarbones.
Your malleable white skin colliding
Evidently; my expiring coherence,
Silently overtaken by your adherence;
The foreign territory united.
Direction notoriously manifested;
Plummet swiftly into the obscure,
Retell the stories you have heard:
Your date with destiny can never be compared,
To anything you would have learned.
If fate was a star,
I would be the brightest star in your sky.
If love were a bullet,
I would be embedded in your chest.
Our mysterious compatibility,
Left for nothing to be desired.
Uncompleted notions of chivalry
Never to be reconciled.
Solid carpentry executed with risky chemistry
Dangerous advances on the escape of elegance;
Never to be noticed; how dull the anticipation;
Never to be recognized; compatible justification.
I never wanted romances,
They found me.
It invaded my inadequacies
And took up residence in my advances.
It marked your name relentlessly
With beloved truth and malignance,
On my thoughts, my art;
My distance, never to be recovered,
Along with regretted actions;
Along with the arrow that pierced my heart.
Reminiscent of that night,
Integrity aside,
That I let down my guard and swallowed my pride
Intentions nearby; merged flawlessly
With freckled cheeks and Emerald skies.
Contingent catastrophes
Contrary to circumstance,
The impulse of chance.
Bold and benevolent,
Literate and resistant.
To our love,
I regret,
A massacre at its best
Send your words to the guillotine
I can’t compete with this mess.
Crawl inside this hollow carcass,
Decorate the walls with chaos,
For after tonight,
After this incomprehensible event,
I apologize,
Again and again,
“This never should have happened”
You would scream,
Your pain bearing no significance.
For who was it really that suffered this plight?
I am perplexed.
i wrote.
maybe you would like to read.
for those of you in my english class, this is the one i wrote, that i didn't like.
sure, it's a popularity contest, but it's not like you don't know who i am.
now, you are forever a jackass in my eyes.
congrats.
on other notes,
i work in an hour, so i had better make this sweet.
my next pay cheque will be roughly 180 dollars, which is exciting seeing as i am broke.
i like my job, but i think im going to re-apply at the mall stores again to see what else may come up.
probably nothing, but it's worth a shot i guess.
i worked out for an hour and a half today, and i ate a salad for lunch.
i am quite content with myself.
i weigh 131 pounds.
i've lost 10 pounds and about 15 percent of my body fat, which is enjoyable i guess.
reading that makes me feel fat. haha. well, i guess i was.
every time i read livejournal, my stomach goes bananas.
and if someone could tell me why, i would be very grateful.
actually, i lied.
i think i know why, and i definately know a reason why it could be.
duh.
but yes.
ummmmmmmm, i want it, real bad, but not bad enough.
saying more will only frustrate/excite me more, so i guess i had better stop.
at least it gives me amunition to write good stuff.
p.s. here is a
So perfectly proportioned,
An angelic creature coruscated;
Cogitated and correlated; potential in the mirror;
Complementary melodies with paper scratched hastily;
Assumptions made too quickly or carelessly to be accurate or wise.
Our souls torn eloquently, hazel pupils dilated,
Shadows overtake your ecstasy.
While I’m to busy being mesmerized.
Jawbones to chiseled collarbones.
Your malleable white skin colliding
Evidently; my expiring coherence,
Silently overtaken by your adherence;
The foreign territory united.
Direction notoriously manifested;
Plummet swiftly into the obscure,
Retell the stories you have heard:
Your date with destiny can never be compared,
To anything you would have learned.
If fate was a star,
I would be the brightest star in your sky.
If love were a bullet,
I would be embedded in your chest.
Our mysterious compatibility,
Left for nothing to be desired.
Uncompleted notions of chivalry
Never to be reconciled.
Solid carpentry executed with risky chemistry
Dangerous advances on the escape of elegance;
Never to be noticed; how dull the anticipation;
Never to be recognized; compatible justification.
I never wanted romances,
They found me.
It invaded my inadequacies
And took up residence in my advances.
It marked your name relentlessly
With beloved truth and malignance,
On my thoughts, my art;
My distance, never to be recovered,
Along with regretted actions;
Along with the arrow that pierced my heart.
Reminiscent of that night,
Integrity aside,
That I let down my guard and swallowed my pride
Intentions nearby; merged flawlessly
With freckled cheeks and Emerald skies.
Contingent catastrophes
Contrary to circumstance,
The impulse of chance.
Bold and benevolent,
Literate and resistant.
To our love,
I regret,
A massacre at its best
Send your words to the guillotine
I can’t compete with this mess.
Crawl inside this hollow carcass,
Decorate the walls with chaos,
For after tonight,
After this incomprehensible event,
I apologize,
Again and again,
“This never should have happened”
You would scream,
Your pain bearing no significance.
For who was it really that suffered this plight?
I am perplexed.
i wrote.
maybe you would like to read.
for those of you in my english class, this is the one i wrote, that i didn't like.