March 24, 07

Lie! To myself, once again ‘cause I’m sad.

Had I known these mistakes were the end of what’s had

And I’ll spit on myself, no need to do it for me

I’m a fraud and a lie and I’m finding what I be.

See.

There’s a tick. In my brain. And the sane all refrain from speaking to a girl who’s aiming for the bottom.

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I don't need a blinker, bitch

Turn left at the next street. Oh, do get in the right lane before you pass up your opportunity to own that planned spontaneity.

Own it, Kelsey. Get there in time, it’s just a moment before you lose your prime MOMENT.

Drive, faster. I don’t know why, you could probably tell me that my life is a lie. I might believe ( Read more... )

March 9, 2007

I’m waiting in this little bedroom of mine, debating if I’ll turn out fine. It’s extreme to think about that life I once lead and even scarier to think that some people were left dead.

Dead.

Dead… I could say that death doesn’t effect me or something. It doesn’t until later, at least. It hurts and it burns and rings in my fucking ( Read more... )

Grab hold of my thigh and go on and ask why fly? Go on and wonder about the somber moods some people carry in this oh so scary moment in time where we feel at our prime or maybe that’s just me.

And is there a word for not having any things to think ? Should I look at the pink cornered sunset that dries the wet and dampens my tears to rest? Am the ( Read more... )

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Fellow readers,

I realize it's been a while since I've written anything of real significants. I suppose when you're "happy" and everything is "fine" and your boyfriend loves you, you lose the ability to use a large vocabulary and express yourself ever so clearly and ever so flamboyantly? I dunno. 
         I suppose when there is nothing to ( Read more... )

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There was confusion.
that entry wasn't about maggy rogow
though she totally thought it was

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