Tuesday, November 11, 2008
Broken Pieces
No more broken pieces
cause I dont no how long this ragged heart can stand
And pretend that it can withstand your penetration
Your determination to infiltrate its core and manipulate what it emotes
Flooding and draining its ventricles with such deceit
Coating the aorta with un-oxygenated blood, suffocating
Oh heart beat once more with pure unadulterated blood
Before you begin to pump the iron and ice that has breached
the veins before it can reach the brain
OH PUMP ONCE MORE HEART THAT WHICH IS PURE AND TRUE
because once these vessels melanize, not only has it got you
...but its got me too
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Boyfriend neone?
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
In my mind
So I really don’t like this topic but because I don’t have money for books this is the only one I over heard because I was half listening. I don’t believe this topic in fact I think jus the opposite. I tried to make myself see their perspective but it didn’t work. Maybe if they explained what they meant. I tried to take it as negation but that didn’t work either cause if light and dark and good and evil cancel eachother out wut will be left? I keep thinking of black and white I mean will the universe jus be gray? Lolol its so weird to think about it. I love my friends but they are entirely exhausting. I don’t like this exercise. Its dumb. I see where she is comin from but its still dumb. Ha! Ive been told I create good images, but iono cause its jus me bein me. My writing teacher is weird cause you cant really grade poetry but if you could I wonder what grades I would have received. My phone is completely off. Isn’t it sad? : ( but yea iono. Josh gave me and assignment of writing a poem by sat. ehh sometimes I wish I could just pry into other people’s head space to see what they’re thinking. That would be revolutionary and I’d be able to understand people so much more. Not that I don’t get them jus that its hard for me to care if they don’t catch my interest. And that concept I know is somewhat self centered but idk how to come outta my own head space. I think that’s part of the reason im such an individual cause I do wut I do and I like what I like and if you don’t do it or don’t like it. Oh the fuck well ho cause this is me. (dori moment) lol. So I guess ill blog this free write. Why not?
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Running
I run from happiness
I run from pain
I run from reality
I run from my dreams
I run from nightmares
I run from my talent
I run from my failures
I run from my family
I run from my friends
I run from my life
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Birds
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
dori moment
Friday, October 3, 2008
Consistency
One thing that I really cannot stand is inconsistency, especially if two people are supposed to be treated as equals. You cannot do something one day and wen the other persons does it, have a problem with it, be consistent. Again I say be effin CONSISTENT! Don’t say you are gonna do something and never call or show up, be consistent!!!!!!!! I beseech, behoove, and beg of you my brethren to be consistent!!!
Furthermore people make time for what really matters to them. A simple txt message, 30 sec of
To be honest all I really want (as I was telling Dori earlier) is someone to play in my hair and tell me I'm pretty; someone to actually act like they care and not continually poke and prod at me with erroneously requests to things that are usually the norm. For you to take out some time in
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Sooo I guess I read minds too!
I wanna scream and say fuck it all.
So here goes
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
and FUCK IT!!!
Scattered thoughts, Unstable mind
There, now I feel a bit worse, ha ha.
There is a wasp on the wall. Sigh Thats the second one I think they have a nest or coven or whatever you call it, somewhere nearby. Whatever if I get stung and whatever if I dont, it doesnt matter. I just wish it'd shut up its damned noise, Ill just turn my music up.
This constant compromise between thinking and breathing...
I feel so blah