Tu est petite en pantilon

Nov 17, 2004 21:54

Well I have written in this thing for,.....ages, i guess I'm kind of a slack azz. Well tomorrow i will be having my open session at school....blecht.... two hours of student bills........ Anywy not to be all boring and shite. I just want to say this to a very special person, Heather your the only person on this LJ because i love you so goddamn much :-P, hugs and kisses. Shes such a great girl aint she? Well back to the track of things. My life story, born...grows up......realizes his mother is a control freak/bitch and never wants him to be himself....the end. thats all people need to know about me. I live my life in a weedaholic haze and wish that it would keep on rollin......but knowing my luck that'll never, ever, ever, ever, ever, happen..... Theres only one thing i wish I really had the ability to do....I wish for once in my life i could get a decent girlfriend for more than 3 months......:(.....and be happy, cuddle, and just be free to love them with all that I am, but that'll never happen.......because.....I'm well, me....
Lets see being me involves, Atempting suicide 1nce, cutting yourself with extremely sharp knives at the ages of 14 and 15 then quitting and bitching at people....burning yourself on your arm twice, living with a psychotic mother, and last but not least being a virgin with no love life. That sums my life up more than the first one, I know I'm rambling on but I probably won't make another entry for a while so I make these huge ass ones that suffice for a few days, cause az you all know I'm a slack azz. Well I'm running out of things to talk about hence I've lost my words for once. heres an ending note.

"A Poets Love and Dream"
Here they come,
There they go,
Do i really want to know?
This is the truth,
all about my youth,
it is really uncouth.
Here it all begins,
and one day will soon end.
I loved a girl,
she was my world.
She was there and never knew,
I could love her and be really true.
Does she know?
Does she care?
how do i know I'll really be there?
These questions i see at hand,
and know the answers in my heart,
That one day i will part.
I love this girl,
do i really know its love?
can it really be true?
shes more beautiful than a dove,
and her intelligence seems new.
shes sharp as a tack,
and quick as an arrow,
on her i would never turn my back,
and my love will never be too narrow.
this poem is of nothing more,
to and everyone else its probably a bore.
This explains my feelings,
every night i pray on kneelings.
Will my one and only wish come true?
The only one with the answer....is you.

~Thomas James Diehl McGrath
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