Everyone is good at something. toi usually start doing it when your about 5. I just started to want to be a writer. So i'm not so good. If toi see my grades i'm bad at écriture and lire but i'm good at Science and Math. I don't want to use those when I grow up. I haven't read my favori book (The Outsiders) for about a mois and i'm already starting to forget things from the book. (because i got it from the library) This morning I realized that I wont ever be a good writer. But I found out that i'm good at one thing. I've been doing it and wishing to use it ever since I was 3. I've wanted to do art. But I learned in art history that most artiest don't make it. They become very poor and Depressed and lonely. I'm not gonna take chances. Now I sound like I don't want to chase my dreams... I just don't have the inspiration I use to have. Now I have the inspiration for writing. I get inspiration from friends. A close friend of mine was my inspiration for écriture but I realized that she started to slowly déplacer away from me. I'm still hanging on with all my might but she just thinks it's stupid. Then she started to gossip about me telling people that I was clingy, (because I'm the only one working on a friendship to last forever!) depressing, (If she was ever a friend then she would help!) way to quiet, (our clicqe never stops talking!) and doesn't work hard for fashion. (I'm not the richest girl in the world!) I remember when we use to talk to each other about being BFFs and saying in our old ages we would talk about our grand children in the retirement home. I feel like she was just using me.... but for what? I got the inspiration from a friend from Fanpop. We might not have none each other for plus than a mois and a half but she really nice to me. Omg I compleitly Lost track of what I was talking about but I'm so glad I got a an worse of weight off my solders.
Why do we complain about the unfairness of life?
We have been stroked par its handle, not felt its sharp knife.
Our hearts moan because we do not have the latest iPhone.
But have we stopped to see the cries of those without a home?
They come to our doors desperate for help.
But all we do is dismiss them with a rude yelp.
"Be not harsh to the orphan and the needy" says our Lord.
But some of us do not heed this and whip them with a steel rod.
Though the whole world we cannot feed.
We should not refrain from doing a good deed.
And prevent from drowning in a pool of greed
We have been stroked par its handle, not felt its sharp knife.
Our hearts moan because we do not have the latest iPhone.
But have we stopped to see the cries of those without a home?
They come to our doors desperate for help.
But all we do is dismiss them with a rude yelp.
"Be not harsh to the orphan and the needy" says our Lord.
But some of us do not heed this and whip them with a steel rod.
Though the whole world we cannot feed.
We should not refrain from doing a good deed.
And prevent from drowning in a pool of greed
Are the nights getting too long?
Are the lights getting turned off?
Are the curtains being shut?
And are toi the one shit out of luck?
Is it toi being pushed around?
Is it toi begging to be found?
Is it his cologne that waters your eyes?
ou is it the fact that toi remember all of the lies?
Was it toi tied down onto his bed?
Was it toi screaming at the site of his head?
Was it toi who was crying all of those nights?
And the was it the fact that no one noticed, that helped toi remain alright?
Do toi regret ever meeting him,
ou was it a lesson well-learned?
Do toi regret ever helping him?
For your skin is now burned.
Do toi regret ever s’embrasser him?
'Cause it your body penetrated,
and used for abuse.
Yet you've pretended not to care;
toi just tie up a noose.
Are the lights getting turned off?
Are the curtains being shut?
And are toi the one shit out of luck?
Is it toi being pushed around?
Is it toi begging to be found?
Is it his cologne that waters your eyes?
ou is it the fact that toi remember all of the lies?
Was it toi tied down onto his bed?
Was it toi screaming at the site of his head?
Was it toi who was crying all of those nights?
And the was it the fact that no one noticed, that helped toi remain alright?
Do toi regret ever meeting him,
ou was it a lesson well-learned?
Do toi regret ever helping him?
For your skin is now burned.
Do toi regret ever s’embrasser him?
'Cause it your body penetrated,
and used for abuse.
Yet you've pretended not to care;
toi just tie up a noose.
roses are red
violets are blue
when i flush the toilet
i remember you. . .
toi who speak of beautiful words
when at my back toi have this sharp swords
delighted par how toi praise me
set me on feu is what you'd like to see
what's even funnier is that i've done nothing to you
i'm just being me and there's nothing toi can do :P
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a short poem for the haters ;)
loveyall,, ya make me famous!!!! :*
violets are blue
when i flush the toilet
i remember you. . .
toi who speak of beautiful words
when at my back toi have this sharp swords
delighted par how toi praise me
set me on feu is what you'd like to see
what's even funnier is that i've done nothing to you
i'm just being me and there's nothing toi can do :P
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vkdfvhnjdfnvjkdfnvjkndfklv
vfdjvbjkdfvkljnbvok
sdvjksdnjkvbnjkvbsorv
vjkdsbjvkbnovioisv
sniodsvniosdfvoisvbfvoiv
nhiovbiovsoivov
vjkfbvjfbvnbov
vjvboidboi
vjbvbovioir
nbfiovboibiosr
biopriobrnieo
nbovinbpoidneeeeeeeebnivbd
rfbjoldnbon
jfrborbfipob
fdnbnbp
biorbnipodnb
a short poem for the haters ;)
loveyall,, ya make me famous!!!! :*
The sky was growing dark when it all happened. I was strolling through the park, the same as any day. I was alone, all alone. i looked up to find not one nuage in the sky.
'Night already?' I thought. I looked at my watch. 3:00 pm it read. "That's odd," I said. I decided to go accueil then.
As I made my way home, things got weirder. There were no cars on the rue and no lights on in any of the apartment buildings.
I turned down an allyway, my usual way home, when I felt an unatural tugging sensation in my gut. I didn't know why, but i was suddenly walking in the complete opposite direction of my house.
It felt like my body was under someone else's control. I started jogging, then running.
"Stop it!" I yelled. I tried to force my legs to stop moving, but as soon as I tried, I felt a searing pain go from my forehead to the base of my spine. I screamed and everything went black.
'Night already?' I thought. I looked at my watch. 3:00 pm it read. "That's odd," I said. I decided to go accueil then.
As I made my way home, things got weirder. There were no cars on the rue and no lights on in any of the apartment buildings.
I turned down an allyway, my usual way home, when I felt an unatural tugging sensation in my gut. I didn't know why, but i was suddenly walking in the complete opposite direction of my house.
It felt like my body was under someone else's control. I started jogging, then running.
"Stop it!" I yelled. I tried to force my legs to stop moving, but as soon as I tried, I felt a searing pain go from my forehead to the base of my spine. I screamed and everything went black.