

My Heart Grew UpI left my heart upon your window sill to grow in the radiant light of your gaze, to drink from the gentle waters that were your speech, and anchor itself in your firm embrace. For what seemed like years was but the passing of a few months and my heart became strong, sturdy, it even flourished. However, one day the light didn’t come and my heart lost all of its leaves, but that was just fine because it was sturdy and strong and only lost all of its leaves. And that was ok, my heart just learned not to breath. So a couple months passed and I learned to cope for the rivers and soil were so nourishing and strong my heart was able to live. But theMy Heart Grew Up


Soup for YouIt was my birthday today and by no means was it a happy occasion. My parents walked into their, formerly, sparkling white kitchen to find the walls, floor, ceiling, counters, pots, pans and even the utensils covered in blood. Blood streaked everywhere, but not mine of course, oh no. I wasn’t going out alone; no I invited several “friends” over for a party. Now what I do to them you may find utterly appalling and wrong but it wasn’t really. It was more like a service to society because these people were nothing but useless skin bags that did nothing but cause their parents grief and feed the drug industry. So I proceeded to get them sufficientSoup for You


My little teenage rantWhy is teenage life so much drama? Why are there the angst filled morons who starve for nothing but attention and the fickle drama queens who forget each other at the drop of the hat? And who allowed the gluttonous bigots who are so self absorbed they refuse to see the bigger picture or take advice? And then why is it the fixers job to help everyone and why do they refuse help with anything themselves? I know I'm not perfect and I know I fall under one if not several of these vague categories, but why? I don't like it and wish it would stop. But this is just another whiny little rant by another whiny little teenager and what does it matter? BMy little teenage rant
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"No. Not when you're in love with someone like me. I'm the best. And you're the best. And together we will be the bestest best team and we'll be better than anyone else who ever lived. Even Hitler." ~eclipsed-mind
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It's only cold when you sleep alone.
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i'd love to get inside your head, but i've misplaced my scalpel.
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