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Individuality Seas of Aeropostale,
Waves of Abercombies.
Wash over me in hatred.
My grime,
My putrid colors.
Me in black,
You in white.
Doc Martins,
Converse.
Why is individuality;
Such an ugly word?

Alone. Cold, empty halls,
Unattended lockers.

Oh wait?

I can see them
but, not them I?
It is concreted.
I am to be
abandoned.
I am to feel as if I
was a ghost.
Because I am truly nothing
Earth could imagine.

Far AwayLook at the lies
Hear our cries.
I hear your wishes
I know they're of me.
You know I'm dreaming
Of you.
We plead.
We scream.
We bleed.
True love separated by iron bars,
by concrete walls.
Our cries run silent.
Our blood runs clear.
We scream and beg
"Please, let us hear!"

A Valentine's Tale - English Class Assignment

The creak of the old, rusted Merry-go-Round was loud in the abandoned park as Troyce shifted his weight from one foot to another impatiently. Quinn was late, again. He shouldn't have expected him to make it on time for all the other times had been complete fails as well. Troyce knew not to keep his hopes high, but he couldn't help but having faith in his best friend.

As time wore on, his hopes plummeted. Quinn wasn't going to come after all.

Troyce stood sullenly, brushing the leafs from the back his real leather skinny jeans and Pikachu hoodie, for he had been lying on the grass a while before. The squeal of the Merry-go-Round died after

Please read this before you chose to die

It happens sometimes when you least expect it. The feeling you get when your mind is shrouded in the fogs of your mind, you've suspended your life within the vines. You don't care whether you live or die - though you'd much rather die than live. It's what happens when you least expect it to, when you expect yourself to be a friend and not the very thing that sends you over the edge. You wonder what it would feel like to drain your blood and let the cold set in, what would happen if you closed your eyes, would you go to a world that was purely yours? Would you finally be happy, would you finally be able to not fake a smile? You know your paren

Kiss Me BloodyKiss me bloody.
Kiss me raw.
Slap me around.
Kick my jaw.

Kiss me stupid.
Kiss me sweet.
Cut my chest open.
Red lines so neat.

Kiss me stoned.
Kiss me bruised.
With a baseball bat.
Or steel toed boots.

Kiss me deadly.
Kiss me silent.
Kiss me secret.
Kiss me violent.
Kiss me lovely.
Treat me right.
Slit my throat.
Kiss me goodnight.

Lies.All those lies I told you.
"My day went great."
"Its not as bad as it looks"
"Trust me I'm fine."
"This is the best thing to do."

I'm sorry for them.
I'm sorry for all the hurt I put you through.
I'm sorry for whinging all the time about the trivial stuff.
I'm sorry for pushing you away.

I didn't want to hurt you.
Or make you worry about me.
I wanted you to be happy all the time.
It was your smile I cherished the most.

Those lies didn't help.
They just made things worse.
So I'll tell one more lie, then I'm done.
Then you can be done with me.

I don't love you anymore.

I'm Fine.Has anyone ever told you that you're amazing?
Everyone tells me that because of the help I give.
Let me help you, because I'll be fine.
Perfectly fine. Trust me.

Maybe not perfect, but i'll get by.
Everyone else comes first.

For you.Each day that passes,
I miss you more and more.
I feel my heart is dying
and I just can't ignore
the feeling of loss without you around.
I'm still up here walking,
but you're in the ground.

I would trade everything
to spend one more day with you.
To look into your eyes once more,
their deep loving blue.

To feel your hand on my hand,
to see that smile of pure joy.
I miss you so much.
My number one boy.

I feel my heart is breaking without you here.
I miss the feeling of safety whenever you're near.
Why did they have to take you?
Why did I have to lose you?
The feelings of loss are so fresh and clear.

I miss your arms bein

TearsHere they come again.
I can feel them.
Just hold on one more minute.
Here I have no place to hide.
What was it this time?
Please help me stop them.
No one can see me like this.
Should I not be empty?
I thought I was better.
They've taken control once more.
Maybe I am truly broken.
Is there an off switch?
Come, help me find it.
No one can know this is me.
Make up an excuse.
Cover them quickly.
Find me a happy place fast.
What if they ask me why?
Doubt they'll believe I don't know.
This happens much too often now.
Does it ever truly end?
Much too late now.
Here they come...

Tears

I'm So SorryI could make you cry
I could break you down
And make you fall

Cry

I am too far gone
I am out of my mind
And I can't even focus on your face

Gone

I don't want to see you hurt
I don't hear your voice anymore
And I love you so much

Hurt

I am sorry
I am sorry
And I am sorry

Sorry

Wake Up.your choke-hold on life
took you so far,
but now you’re
helpless.

maturity
kills your
carefree life
by revealing
the
somber reality
of everything
you thought
you knew.

now,
all this does
is
weigh you down
with every
step
every breath
every
blink.

with every minuscule
movement,
you realize that
you can’t
ever go back
no one
can ever
go back

to the days
where
tripping
on a rock
was our biggest fear.

accept it.

we’re
here.

Let Us Be!Let us be happy,
For life is brief.
Let us be cheerful,
Like the twirl of the falling leaf.

Let us be wondrous,
For our lives are invaluable.
Let us be dreamers,
For we've so much more to see.

Let us be rid of our worries,
For they give us no happiness.
Let us be rid of our pain,
For it is no longer necessary.

Let us smile!
For happiness is its own reward.
Let us cry!
For we hide too much of ourselves.

The sweet World is all around us,
Nourishing us with its beauty.
Let us be a part of it,
For we've waited far too long.

Let us live!
For life is its own music!
Let us hear it,
And we shall know joy!

They Call Me FreedomThey call me a flag
Shifting in the air.
Flying high an proud.

And they say I'm precious
Living in their hearts.
Like they expect that home to be sound.

But what happens when
You tell stories again
And realize I was never there?

And what should transpire
Should you desire
To be confined to freedom?

They call me a feeling
Deep in their bones
And say I keep them moving.

And they call me a drive
Moving them forward,
Keeping their hearts burning.

What happens when flames leave burns?
And when freedom is fighting, am I really heard?
Do I truly exist?

Freedom is an obligation
Driven by a sensation
You know is there but never

The Walking Dead - RJ-Blog#2 (*Spoiler Alert)Let's Talk Dead!
Fave Quote from Andrew Lincoln... "SHIT HAPPENS!" *Machete HeadShot*
SPOILERS ALERT BELOW!
If you haven't watched it yet, go to AMC right now before reading this next passage.
So here I am again blogging about our weekly "The Walking Dead" which I started last week and this day episode was sad. I did cried on the last part. Anyways, let's dissect this talk shall we.
(I'll be skipping the Governor Scene cause it's full of nonsense babble)
So at first, there is this scene where some prisoner or so grab a dead dear and feed it on the walkers "Zombies" and then he open the gate making all the walkers comes out of the secured area. At first I was like "Who the fawk was that?"
*Scene from the Governor and so...*
Then Rick and the others we're to burn those corpses so it doesn't stink bad I guess and suddenly Lori, Beth and Carl taken Herschel for a stroll. But when they came out, walkers comes out of nowhere so everyone is at panic. A

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by ~Nightincake, Jul 7, 2012, 10:47:21 PM
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It hurts

It hurts so bad

Right in my heart.

But I will smile for you.

Because you are happy.

Finally you are happy again.

Goodbye.

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~GrimAsEver Sep 5, 2012 Student Writer

_{So short yet so beautiful.}

~Nightincake Sep 11, 2012

thank you <3

~Nirrok13 Jul 8, 2012

this is awsome! i've been feeling the same way lately, thank you for finding words i couldn't locate!

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