there was a girl she wrote a song,
and though it was hard to follow along
the idea was simple
"kill me this time"
writing one hundred letters to
somebody that she never knew
the words all running together
but the meaning was always there
"kill me this time"
not so much a request
but a statement at its best
calling out every name
until it hits the one to blame
"kill me this time"
feeling so numb, so far
better to just stand by jaded
she found feelings overrated
overplayed, and often hated
and instead of feeling
"kill me this time"
a penny saved's a thought that's wasted
cold nights spent sloppily
nothing's earned that's worth the patience
raining light on top of me
slipping in and out of mind
lost somewhere her sanity
winding back and forth through time
shiver out pent energy
movement keeps her held in one
but now she's either her or me
there's no way to keep the peace
when your body's out for lease
when she came back from her trip
she looked him in the eyes and said
"lets pretend i never told you
i'm glad that you're not dead"
kill you this time
there was a girl she wrote a song,
and though it was hard to follow along
the idea was simple
"kill me this time"
writing one hundred letters to
somebody that she never knew
the words all running together
but the meaning was always there
"kill me this time"
not so much a request
but a statement at its best
calling out every name
until it hits the one to blame
"kill me this time"
feeling so numb, so far
better to just stand by jaded
she found feelings overrated
overplayed, and often hated
and instead of feeling
"kill me this time"
a penny saved's a thought that's wasted
cold nights spent sloppily
nothing's earned that's worth the patience
raining light on top of me
slipping in and out of mind
lost somewhere her sanity
winding back and forth through time
shiver out pent energy
movement keeps her held in one
but now she's either her or me
there's no way to keep the peace
when your body's out for lease
when she came back from her trip
she looked him in the eyes and said
"lets pretend i never told you
i'm glad that you're not dead"
kill you this time
thank you. your entry was amazing.
..i wish, nah i didnt write it its a fall out boy song, but i feel i can relate 2 it, as 4 u.. did u write that?
double delish with almonds on top, second helping.
and im not talking pictures.
*thank you, thank you... encore to come at unknown date.
right on. -rr
Your diary is great. Did you write all of those? If you did, you are REALLY talented. I would never be able to write like that.
did you write that?
it rocks
Why thank you :)
Happy January 4th to you too.
And Happy New Year's and Christmas and all the other luffly holidays.
:D
How have you been lately?
im so sorry to hear about attila...
I think I've just started giving up.
It's quite difficult really, and I usually avoid it as much as possible.
i fond of the hole thing but you have writing better. but it is still a lovey pieces mind you.
thatpictureiswonderful.
and this entry is amazing.
Eh.
Your writing is most enjoyable to read. =)
I've just noticed how many entries you have on here... i'm tempted to read them... maybe when i have more time.
Is that a polaroid picture?
did u delete myspace? or did i get deleted? :(
♥
okay...i've read a lot of poetry...especially the "i'm so depressedi wanna kill myself" type of shit;.and most of it is my friends who write it...and it sux..
but you seriously...have talent..and lots of it..
really..i'm not jsut saying that..you do