I will...

I will live
I will die.
I will laugh
I will cry.
But i won't wait for you again
In the rain
Like i did last night.
Goodbye.

Saturday, 26 September 2009

I love y... My piercing!

Me and my best friend just had our tongues pierced... Ouchies! Is all i will say! I can't eat solid food for a week and soup doesn't really appeal to me... Darn. -shrug- Thy look cool though and now we feel kinda linked to each other through them. I mean, more so than before... They're cool anyways and i only regret it a tiny bit XD

Thursday, 24 September 2009

Questions

Questioning a lot of choices i am making/in the process of making. I don;t like the feeling it gives me. Some things are reversible, sure. but other things are complicated and cannot be removed from mind and body with the flick of a wand. I don't know what I'm going on about... I'm tired, confused. But me and my best friend are hanging out soon and hopefully I'll get my assignments done by then...

Monday, 21 September 2009

YAY! Woo Hoo!

Good day. Oh, what an excellent bloody day! Got an A on my coursework. Got let out of class early, since i had finished before everyone else and i have some other news, although it is quite private therefore i won't publish it, but i can assure you, it is very, very good! I wish everyday could be like this: warm, happy, full of exciting news that makes me squeal in delight (and i don't do THAT often!!) But, yes. Now i must go because a lot more work lies ahead and i want to get on with it because, i want to be the first one to hand it in (i know that sounds stupid, but i wanna ace this class and prove i can be good at something!)

poetry of the damned


It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.

untitled


perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.