so alot has changed since i last wrote in this thing and i look back on what i wrote and i see how drugs, booze, depression, and insomnia got the best of me. i think i me saying i was a little emo bitch is an understatment. i learned so much and have a better understanding in life now. i am almost done with my degree, not my deorderant. about to ( Read more... )

you dream of a new life as i dreamed of you ( Read more... )

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the shame of selfconviction
we all bear
live die cry wondure why
see who cares see who loves see who give shoves
fuck you i am out..........

to die for someone is something but to live is somthing else ( Read more... )

sing to me in your vioce filled with no remorse ( Read more... )

to see you cards before thier delt and know that your guna loose
delt a bad hand i wish i never had. i have to axcept my faite
i thought i was ready but i am not.
i am not afriade of anything except for what i can loose
and i am guna loose everything so i am afriad....

gar i been bed ridden for 2 days my head feel like it is guna explode to weeks of special occasions all blown on my stupidity i hate when my emotions get the best of me but yeah i love my baby and i am sick and yeah next weekend shall be good but yeah i am in dyar pain ef those sick people with diseases then should die ah i hate being sicck

my life is a tree grown from the ground just to be cut down chopped at since i was young till my day of death where i will fall and no one will hear it. the end of the suffering will come and the pain will be gone and the world will still move to the end of the time