Apr 15, 2005 15:00
Some thing sacred to me.
Hey people, lets not pretend today, lets all be ourselves, isnt that what matters, lets see if i can live again.
Its never fine when you go away.
these scars are permenant and always on display, this makes things difficult for me.
Im out of skool.
Ill be back in august.
like in some empty sterile room, some how i made a mess, like watching newborn babies crack from work related stress.
i need more surgery.
i wish i could lie my face off. and say i was ok, but surgery sucks...fuck you surgery.
you and your bandages of healing wounds, and taking care of buisness.
get a room.
i need to shave.
my face.
with no cuts this time.
Im really crazy.
i just think every sociopath is somewhat keeping themselves sane through society through telling themselves its ok.
I think way too much.
Growing up sucks, but id never get of the time i have with my freinds and my wonderfull girlfreind.
I love all my freinds to death
as well as my girlfreind.
i miss the hell out of her, every day when we are apart.
Lets not give up or give in.
lets not ever say it again
this monstroasity
or delueted thoughts ruined in the moment
i hate fake people.
A peiece of advice if youre ever gunna do something do it for yourself, stop trying to please others, the most important person is you...
Its not good to try and please everyone.
there is some meaning to it.
not like...mean....or anything
just good advice, cuz you cant have false love, you need to love someone to have them love you back it cant be a narrow road, its redundant.
what im trying to say.
is never stay with someone if your not happy with it in the first place.
Im very happy for who i got now.
dont get me wrong.
i love the hell out of my erica.
but for all you others, which love is just a game, stop being a belligerent cunt whore, youre not god, nor do you deserve the power to alter peoples thoughts or feelings.
That shit used to hurt so bad, when girl would just do that.
they deserve it.
the reason for most of my poems.
love isnt just a word.
its the meaning that counts.
so kids when you say it mean it.
i hate when people throw love away/around.
and i feel bad for the kid taht recieves it, but it only makes you stronger.
ect ect.
Youll always be hurt untill you find yourself, and the perfect person to go with you.
im glad ive found mine.
MWUAHS!
today were gunna go to the pensacola fair.
hang out with erica joe me and abi
possibly ryan.
it should be fun, and hopefully i wont puke too much.
were the cool kids to us.
we dont care who you are, nor your fashion, keep to your selves, id rather be an asshole, then a walked on persona who has no self respect.
My freinds, you know who you are, dont question it.
you know who you are.
Im alive.
its good.
what the good fuck are sun dials.
something like a pot of gold.
RAWR.
your crazed hero.
mikus.