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I luv mah boo Adri. :]

& hur elephantes

Priscilla wuz here.
I'm drowning in the words I've thought to myself, drowning in guilt, I hate this brain, free will. Not to think is what I wish, not to dream, not to wander, I want to be perfect. Not a stitch in sight, I want to be whole, I meddle with what's not to be touched, and swim on solid ground. Why do I choose to swim when I can clearly walk, the perfect path, so paved and near, yet far from me.

Still I choose to flip and flop on this shallow street, sights set on you and me and everyone we've ever heard of.

I hate me, for having the legs I've wished for, yet aiming towards the sea.
I've thought about this for quite sometime, but people who choose to be edge, or people who just flat out don't drink or smoke have a really hard time finding someone.

I've been faced with so many situations where I really really liked this set guy but he smoked errday allday, it would never work out with someone like that because they have completely dif lifestyles than I or anyone else with the same life choices.
Well actually it only happened like twice, the first time I went out with him, the second guy well, I don't know what it was about him, he tries to be an ass hole, and not the smartest ever, but I really liked him.

You'd think there'd be more people who didn't do drugs or drink, given the fact that there's over 34534058 billion people out there, and of course I'm referring to my age group.

It's not fair.
I wonder what makes me think so differently, that I can't bring alcohol to my lips, that I can't smoke and feel the need the want to experience this high that everyone swears off of.

I probably will never get that answer for sure.

Life's Many Limes

No stares
no share
no teddy bears
no hugs
no tied hairs

no fights
no cakes
no wear and tear
no dreams
no team
no you
no me

no this
no that
no lion hats

no juice
no games
no times to play
no days

no stars
no moon
no gaze
no more blanket lays

no midnight snack
no morning text
no kept pack
no next weekends

no tv
no complete page
no song

no movie night
no water fights
no heard plight

no love
no tarts
no orange hearts

no life
just time
and many limes.


Oh dear do I fear
these quite insightful decomposers
oozing out from this festering caracas
they have drawn me
as I once was
unmolded and ill equiped
the maggots screamed nurse pass the scapule
quick more suction here
little did I know what I was in for

un tapped wires
I gauged my eyes out
to ensure reality
little did I know
odipes portrayed this once before

let me out
let me out

your clamy grasp can't hold me down for ever
prostetics drenched in frmeldahide
won't pacify my lifeless outbursts

let me out
let me out

Or else I dream for ever
the meal worms attemt had failed to seal
the gash upon my neck

what am i to do
what am I to do
sealed in my tomb
with pests for ever

let me out let me out

or else ill dream for ever

let me out
let me out

They finally believed me
Bringing up from the foundation
a fellow barer of the crest
Splitting image of her father
but this ones not like the rest
For once convicted of adultery and now it's coming back at best...

Donna Donna
Why have you done this to me
Darling darling
I think it better if you'd left me

Now I'm sitting here at the end of this pier
Wondering why the sun the moon the stars had wished this upon me
Now the perfect image of a family is faded from the picture
And forever written on this scripture is the pain the angst the and
foolish acts contributed by you

Donna Donna
Why have you done this to me
Darling darling
I think it better if you'd left me

Dreaming dreaming
Dreaming dreaming...

of a better place
a better time
When seemingly it was only you and I

it's past the point of anger
breaking bones and throwing fists
because it's over done I'm walking out for good

Donna Donna
why have you done this to me
Donna Donna
I think it better if you'd left me

You're the image of a mantis
with ill intended prayers
I've given chances
In hopes you'd throw a man a bone
Lived in pools of repressed lies
But tonight I sleep alone.

Donna Donna
why have done this to me
Donna Donna
I think it better if you'd left me

dreaming dreaming
dreaming dreaming


Srsly gaiiz

Once upon a time, not quite my life, but something somewhat similar yet inapt to reflect the soul trapped behind these envy green eyes, I was a beggar.
A sinner with a peg leg running through a field loitered with rabbit holes.
Guilty of adultery my mind runs astray, at times I am a cheater.
Gave my self, although not completely, to the image of a demon I enslaved in that which is my most vital organ, I was tainted.
But once upon a dream of mine,
Descending from the emptiness, a beam of light
I was blessed by something so divine,
Time stood still, and everything was right.
Scabby wings, bloody and somewhat disorientated,
Extended a hand to me
Nothing better than he and somehow nothing less.
Our journey's been long, wounds mended, hand held in mine,
We flew to the heavens,
Turbulence never once got the best bet in the game,
and it's been just like the scripture.

Two souls intertwined
only one mind.

I think of this often.

When I first saw you, you were just a pretty kid on myspace.
You added me, and I lurked your top.
I saw that you were April's friend, number one to be exact.
The first thought that flashed through my head was, "I could get with him through her."
That thought was one I had too often, I'd learned to just ignore it.
April and I went to Kendal Ice Arena and Alex and I stopped a guy from tossing a mound of cake and frosting in the trash can, we caked our hands and slopped it into plastic Publix bags, it was my idea, I figured,
"I watch my mouth and mind my manners when ever I'm around someone I'd like to get with, someone I'd like to impress, but I've grown so much and I'm so rad? I don't care any more, I'm not going to be something I'm not, I'm going to be fun, I'm going to be me, I'm not going to watch what I say or hold back on doing something I would normally do. Everyone loves me when they know me, no one will ever love me while I'm not that which I have been born to be."
Simply said, I didn't give a shit anymore, I'd dated people and tried to talk to people, and I've realized the best way to get someone to like you is to just fuck off and be your self.
April decided to tell you Alex and I weren't going. (Even though I knew that just made if some what obvious).
We hid behind the door and waited for you.
Not something I've ever done, not something typical of me, but I guess I saw it as, if I can't ever have you and I've never seen you before why not cake you in the face?
In spite of the fact that you'd never love me, and if things went sour I knew I could live life and not see you ever again.
That night Alex was lighting things on fire, I almost burned myself, but all the while wishing you were holding me.
They were all together and stuff and it was kind of cold outside, I did make it seem like I was a bit extra chilly because may-be you'd take a hint.
Sadly you were taken, and I knew that, but I didn't care.
I thought it was weird that you liked the color orange as much as I did, there was NOTHING that I wanted more than to touch you when you were changing earlier at the apartment.
I didn't care how much time you spent on your hair or weather or not you had clean clothes, I smeared frosting on you and it was fun.
The whole night I was dreading the whole sleeping situation, April said you were going to sleep on the couch, but I suggested otherwise, I almost interrupted her while she was talking to me, "OH!, He can sleep on the bed if he wants, I don't mind." I think I managed to make it seem un-obvious. That night we talked, and it went well, I loved everything you said, I wanted with every ounce of me for something to happen that night.
Turns out all that happened was that you stole the covers, thank heavens you've stopped doing that.
I never thought I'd see you again, I never thought we'd even be friends, but now we're in love and it's all just a dream come true.

Making lists when bored.


World of Warcraft
Old school things
Pokemon cards
Interior design
Doing hair
Alone time
Carrot soup


Organized religion
Meat eating
Animal Abuse
Low IQ's
People who lack common sense
Too much of one thing
Pizza Hut
People who ice skate slow and expect you to do so with them.
Not knowing what color to paint my room
When I mess up the order of my Pokemon cards
When what you baked is for some reason still watery inside
My scabby cat that bleeds on everything
The fact that I'm tired but refuse to go to sleep.

oh yah? i think ur concitedz. >:[

I hate the way things turned out, I hate what you think of me, thought, what have you.
Hate how things ended up, hate how I am sometimes.
Hate how she was "better" than me, or at least that's how it seems.
Hate how I never got over it, hate how you were being.
Hate how you have no idea, hate how you'll never get it.
Hate how you're too modest to even suspect this is about you.
Hate how I'm in a hurry.
Hate how you're probably going to find out about this later.
Love how we're probably going to laugh about it.