Feeling: alright
renentering this.. because i can.. and i want.
lets paint this town, baby
you and me
lets paint this town red
the color blood seems to be
lets paint this town blue
dark dark blue
that way it will remind me of you
lets paint it green and full of life
or paint it black and have eternal night
if its white itll blind my eyes
and grey will hide all my cries.
so get out your can, your brush, your paint
and lets get started
(some of my crappy poetry for you to savor!)
you poetry speeks to me like a familiar. i like it it remends me of me. Read some of my crap for yourself. later.
how do you get a picture in the top left corner of the page like that?
your perfect becayse you..
a. write poetry
b. love johnny
c. love clay
Yeah, that's pretty much just what I did. Except I did it at midnight =P
i like your diary
its kewl
danielle
Well, I AM considered a prep at school, so I guess it works, right?
thx for the comment; no poetry is crappy poetry btw (even though I'm completely contradicting myself from my entry XD), its just a medium to express urself, so hey, who cares if it sucks? write what you want, and screw everyone else
Love it.
yay poetry
lol.. i dont know where i came up with that. i just started saying bitches and hoes one day and cant stop now. i love your diary. :)