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[16 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
CRAZY NIGHT!
It's starts off at the Oldham pond. There I stand, waiting patiently for Lisa and Matt to arrive and start our journey. Matt and Lisa pull up, I get into the car. When first drove to the Willowbrook mall. We saw gay boy, ugh ungreatful fag. We enter Spencers, nothing catches our eyes. We went to Hot Topic, I bought myself a pair of sunglasses. We fooled around for a while there, making jokes and such. We then left to go continue our journey somewhere more amusing. We end up at Preakness, heads out the window, screaming at worthless people wasting their lives away in some shit hole. A shit hole we call Preakness. So, we drove around in circles. We end up in some random towns, screaming at those horrid things we call human beings. Almost like monsters as I would say. We then somehow ended up at Dunkin Donuts. I got myself a medium coffee while Lisa was making rain. Then, I re-enter Matt's car when Lisa has told me that fag boy has called for a ride. i was angry. I was pissed the fuck off. I was ready to kill him. I find him sitting at the bus stop. I approach him quietly and had a few words with him.
Me: Hey, could you do me a favor?
Keith: Yeah, sure, what?
Me: Could you not call Lisa and ask her to pick you up and bring you places? I mean, did you promise Matt a pack of cigarettes and offered Lisa money to come pick you up?
Keith: Yeah, but I didn't get paid. I get paid tomorrow.
Me: So why are you offering Lisa money when you do not have money?
Keith: I was going to pay her tomorrow.
Me: Bull-fucking-shit. Don't call her up anymore for rides, you got it?
Keith: Fine!
Me: Umm, I thought you didn't have any money...
Keith: I don't.
Me: Then why are you waiting at the bus stop, fucker? KEITH HAS MONEY EVERYONE! HE SAID HE DIDN'T, BUT HE DOES...FAGGOT!
Then we drove around Preakness a little more. We ended up at WayneHills Diner, drinking coca-cola and reading the intellect of Poe. I gave some guys Keith's number and said, "Hey call me baby." We were at Preakness again when we saw this huuuuge fat whale sitting at T-bowl. Of course I managed a "slut" and "you're fat." We saw Bunny and his ghetto crew, also. Then we ventured to drop me off at my house. i love Lisa. She's like sunshine!
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[15 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
What possessed you to clip my wings
And keep me captive for all theae years?
I don't want to be here forever,
Just let me escape on my own.
Don't speak to me,
Scream in silence.
I will only ask you to turn away
And make the perfect choice.
What makes you think
That I am going to listen to your pitiful lies?
You're a fool, you sicken me
With every voice that speaks.
Now, I will never ask you for nothing,
Just that you close your eyes.
I can't stand the way you look at me,
It makes me weak and full of sorrow.
I'll turn my back on you,
I don't expect anything.
Don't tell me you love me,
And turn your head the other way.
Where will you go
When she's sick of you?
Don't come crawling to me,
I wont bother.
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[13 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
Here comes the night again,
Gripping and tugging at my arms.
The stars seem so sweet,
Yet seem to give off screaming alarms.
The moon is singing,
Pull me closer to the sky.
The spirits are talking,
Don't close your eyes.
Here comes the sun again,
Blinded by light.
The clouds are so gray,
Reminds me of night.
Burn me with your rays,
Make me bleed blue.
Kill me with the heat,
My last thoughts of you.
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[12 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
I was raised by the demons,
I was taught to lie.
Violence is my number one priority,
There's nothing I can't hide.
A child from Hell,
Satan times double.
I'm never going to learn,
Always starting trouble.
They point their fingers at me,
Whispers cleary heard.
Heads are turned towards me,
Everything, word for word.
"She's a psycho path,"
Fuck, you don't even know me.
"She has so many problems,"
Wont you let me be?
Not finished, I guess.
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[10 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
Deep in the forest,
Far past the trees,
Sits a lonely girl,
with nothing to be.
Her eyes,
They're red and cold.
Everything shames her,
There she grows old.
She's learned from experience,
Knows what to hide.
There's a lonely girl,
No one by her side.
The girls grows as strong as the trees.
She knows not to trust.
But she's blinded by fears,
In comes the memories with the painful thrust.
Deep in the forest,
Far past the trees,
Sits a lonely girl...
That lonely girl is me.
Well, this poem is a lot like my poem, "The Bird" which goes...
In a cold quiet room,
With nothing to be,
Sits a bird in a cage,
That longs to be free.
Gilded gold,
The cage is it's fear.
The bird is all alone,
It cries silver tears.
In this room,
The cage you can't see,
But see the poor bird?
That poor bird is me.
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[10 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
It's just another day,
Everything's the same.
When will the times change,
And bring back less pain?
It's just another day,
The sky is clear.
I don't want to do anything,
Besides leave here.
It's just another day,
Full of complaints and laughter.
I take a look back at my life,
It seemed like happily ever after.
It's just another day,
Though I feel the same.
Nothing will ever change,
And there's too much pain.
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[07 Apr 2005|11:10pm] |
Arise from the ground,
Crawl upon the moss.
Whispers almost silent,
Don't forget your loss.
Free yourself from chains,
Sing like you never have before.
Clear your head of thoughts,
But don't open the door.
Just forget about me,
I'll be fine.
But in this very last moment,
You will be mine.
Look at me now,
Can't you see the tears in my eyes?
I'm sick of your words,
And your sorry lies.
Something's wrong,
And I can't quite put my finger on it.
But there are things you should know,
Like how I put up with your shit.
You'll never know me,
Though you claim to.
A few more things,
Who the fuck will free you?
You're not what you seem,
You're not what I knew.
If this isn't you,
Then who?
Wait, before you go,
I just wanted to let you know,
That I'll always love you,
Though it seems our love will never grow.
::sigh:: depression phase.
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[06 Apr 2005|03:21pm] |
1. Who are you, what's our relationship?
2. What's the nickname I gave you?
3. How and where did we meet?
4. What's my middle name?
5. What's your middle name?
6. How long have we known each other?
7. Tell me one good thing about myself?
8. Tell me one good thing about yourself?
9. When you first saw me, what was your impression?
10. My age.
11. Your age.
12. My Birthday.
13. Your Birthday.
14. My favorite band song at the moment.
15. The color of my eyes.
16. Have you ever had a crush on me?
17. Have I ever had a crush on you?
18. What's one of my favorite things to do?
19. Do you remember something I said to you that meant something? What is it?
20. Describe me in 3 words.
21. Describe yourself in 3 words.
22. Name 5 things I love.
23. Name 5 things you love.
24. Do you think I'm good looking?
25. How would you describe me to someone?
26. Would you ever date me?
27. Would I ever date you?
28. Tell me one thing you've always wanted to say but never did.
29. What do you like most about me?
30. If we could spend a day together, what would we do?
31. What do you think my weakness is?
32. What makes me happy?
33. What makes you happy?
34. What makes me sad?
35. What makes you sad?
36. What reminds you of me?
37. If you could give me anything, what would it be?
38. Do you think our friendship is getting stronger/weaker/or staying the same?
39. Do you feel that you could talk to me about anything and I would listen?
40. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I think about you and me?
41. If you could change one thing about me, what would it be?
42. Would you make a move on me?
43. Would I make a move on you?
44. Has one of us made a move on the other?
45. Do I cross your mind at least once a day?
46. If I died what would you say at my funeral?
47. Do you think I'm a nice person?
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[05 Apr 2005|03:35pm] |
Like Poe's kingdom by the sea,
Wont you come with me?
We can run in through the vines.
Wont you be mine?
Before Washington gained fame,
Wont you play my lovely game?
We can stay here, no one will discover,
Wont you be my lover?
After tomorrow,
Wont you not be my sorrow?
Will you come to the forest with me?
Wont you live in peace and harmony?
Like Sam Gribley's side of the mountain,
Wont you be my beautiful fountain?
We can stay here in a world that seems small.
Wont you be my everything, my all?
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[04 Apr 2005|09:18pm] |
At the foot of the mountain,
Above it all,
I see everything in the past,
I feel so small.
As if my world stopped spinning,
And I'm on an endless travel.
Here I am, at the foot of the mountain,
On top of solid gravel.
Look out towards the people below,
I wonder how they'll feel
Here at the foot of the mountain,
Earth beneath their heels.
Wait for the night,
Watch the stars come out,
At the foot of the mountain,
There's nothing to complain about.
Lost in a whirlwind of beauty,
Lost at the beautiful sight,
At the foot of this mountain,
Everything feels so right.
Come run with me,
Climb all the up too,
At the foot of the mountain...
It all reminds me of you.
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[03 Apr 2005|07:29pm] |
Let the rain fall down.
Slow and soft upon my face.
Help me forget about this sickening town,
Help me forget about this place.
Let the rain pour.
Fall forever from the endless sky.
I don't want to open the door,
And now I'm free to spread my wings and fly.
Let the rain come fast.
Drench me with the cool.
Help me forget about the past,
Help me forget I am a fool.
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[03 Apr 2005|10:32am] |
Well, looks like I'm going to update, huh?
This weekend has been...eventful I must say. My parents left for Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. I suppose they are coming back today. Well, since they left, I have been doing everything in the house. I mean mostly everything. I fed the animals twice a day, I took out the dog, I cleaned, and washed dishes. I didn't have time to go out on Friday because I was too occupied cleaning around the house.
Saturday I did pretty much the same. Jackie came over, and we were planning to go to the mall, but her mother wouldn't allow her to go because supposidly Willowbrook was "flooded." So, she ends up going anyway, and we had to be back home by 9:00. We went with Mike, and he stayed with us. I saw a few people such as Kevin, DJ, Trevor. Yea, I think that's it...well, anywho, I played air hockey for the first time in like...years. I actually won both times, how odd!
We dropped off jackie at 9:05, then Mike and I went to Mark's house. It was pretty amusing for a while, but as always, the last five minutes are the boring ones. So, then I left and came home. Ronnie and I watched Blazing Saddles. I got tired shortly after the movie was on, so I went to sleep. Yea, that's it.
R.I.P
John Paul II
1920-2005
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[27 Mar 2005|08:53pm] |
Land - beauty at peace. Destroyed. Large cities and buildings, pullution. Mostly destroyed by the white man. The white man came to America and over powered the Natives. To them, the land was no man's land. It's was open to anybody, free to roam. The white man disturbed their peace, destroyed their villages, held them captive, took over their land, and sometimes declared a battle.
Ah yes, the no man's land. Everyone wanted it. Wanted their own land. Traveled across the seas, through deserts, through forests. No man's land, free to claim. Many piled in. The whites had the control. Anyone of different color was at their feet.
Now, allow me to tell you a tale. A tale of myself and my plan. I am a mixture of nationalities. I am Irish, German, English, and Native American. I come from the Native American tribe called the Chyennes. Powerful, yes, but no defeat to the white man.
I come from a small town called North Haledon. I don't think fond of this town. There's too many people, and no land. I believe that there should be more land, and less buildings. Everyone deserves their own space. Especially the people who want to get away.
Once I turn 18, I plan to get away from this state. Go to Montana, have some of my "own land." I plan to take in outsiders, and hopefully form my own tribe. A new Native tribe. Everything will be in harmony. That is if the white man can stand it.
No man's land, doesn't belong to anyone, does it? No, I think not. Now, the tribe memebers will only be allowed to have black or white horses. The horses would only be used for traveling. The horses would not require saddles or reigns. They would be as free as the Natives.
Of course, you're probably readiing this thinking to yourself, "Wow, this is rediculous!" But that's not how I see it. I see it much more from my view. An open land, freedom, and peace. It's what most people long for, some place to call their own.
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[27 Mar 2005|03:00pm] |
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Forward yesterday makes me wanna stay.
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[26 Mar 2005|09:21am] |
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What's wrong with me that people don't like me?
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[25 Mar 2005|12:26pm] |
 | You scored as Raphael. You need to relax and stop being so paranoid. But on the other hand your dark, secretive personality keeps you out of trouble. Just try to loosen up!
Raphael | | 100% | Mater Splinter (The Rat) | | 39% | April O'Neil | | 36% | Michaelangelo | | 29% | Leonardo | | 21% | Donatello | | 11% | </td>
Which teenage mutant ninja turtle are you?
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[24 Mar 2005|08:05pm] |
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I wish it was rainig. The cool spring rain. The smell of it.
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[24 Mar 2005|07:05pm] |
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Take time with a wounded hand, because it likes to heal. Take time with a wounded hand, I guess I like to steal.
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[24 Mar 2005|06:03pm] |
Violence has arrived
And now on this toilet Earth
I will not be used,
Yeah, Ragnarock
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[24 Mar 2005|05:54pm] |
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I think I'm crazy ♥
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