New Poem under the cut...

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Love most of the time is a useless battle between two people. But then you find someone who seems to be as crazy as you, as weird as you, as loving as you. You find someone who might not be exactly compatible with you, but it seems to work, and then you realize your tastes have changed. You learn to deal with the pain, the sorrow, the joy, the ( Read more... )

I started writing my novel again, and according to people who actually take the time to talk to me and listen to a bit, or who have read the first chapter, its going well ( Read more... )

In my dreams I saw Isabelle standing there ( Read more... )

I had such a good time last night ( Read more... )

"If you do not want to see me again ( Read more... )

I really should update more, but life has been so hetic. The first SDSU game went really well, and believe me, I smiled the WHOLE time!!!! Yay!!!! But i really wish all of my friends could have been there. We lost, of course, I guess the trend of football continues.... But no matter, I looked good, and that is what is really important. I can't wait ( Read more... )

she sits staring at the blank luminencent computer screen. she wishes for an answer, a vivid response to the sadness she is feeling. gut wrenching sobs, wrack her tired frame, as she looks around in the darkness for someone to hold onto. she finds no one in the shadowy depths, as the tears fall from her cheeks onto the keyboard. she sits there, ( Read more... )