Things are crazy lately.
Grandma has a broken wrist and is finding it hard to do what she used to be able to do so well. Papaw is taking care of her and he's getting really worn out.
Granddad was in the hospital last night because a rod he had in him came through his skin. Grandma had to stay at the house and there was nothing she could do. I think she felt really bad.
One of my best friends, almost brother, is in the hospital as well because of ... nevermind.
Matthew was in the hospital for three days because he had mono and the poor kid sounds so miserable. He kept saying he was tired. I really do hope he gets better soon.
Amanda is being stupid. Would you really go back out with someone who only cares about themselves?? I just don't think so. Then again, I'm less trusting than she is.
Whatever. It's just really weird. Everything that's going on.
Evil Penguin Queen
We're all very worried.
Grandma is in the hospital because she fell and is very weak. Dad, Sharon, and Karen are the hospital with her right now; trying to get her to eat and Papaw to sleep. Her sugar is really high, but they won't give her any insulin and she's a diabetic. Amanda and I are really worried, but there is nothing we can do. Mum is even more worried because it's her mother and she's 3 hours away so if anything should happen, she wouldn't know until someone called her - even then it would take her a long time to get up here. If anything happens to her ... I mean, we all know it will happen eventually, but not this soon. Not until she gets to see at least one great-grand-ch
Kita. <3
A year ago I ruined my world. I hurt everyone I ever cared about and lost them forever. Now, I'm putting the pieces back together. Even if it takes another year, I'll try to make everything better. The way they used to be. I know it will never be exactly the same but I am going to do the best I can. I want my best friends back. I want to change. I want to be happy again. I want to love again. I want my life back. And I'll do whatever it takes. Especially, if I can get the one that means the most back.
It's the end of MY world as I know it ... the end of OUR world. Of Amanda's, Dad's, Mom's, mine ... everyone in our family is about to change. Mom has been confronted, lying she has told them it was over a long time ago. She does not know that Amanda and I know all about it. Pappaw told her about the debt, which must have upset her. Now, I don't know where Dad is and I have no idea what is going through my head because I can barely fucking think straight ... what to do ... I don't know ...
For fifteen years I trusted you
I believed every word you said
But now I can see the truth inside
Now I just wish I was dead
For fifteen years I loved you
I admired your every thought
But now I cannot listen
Now I see it was all for naught
For fifteen years I needed you
I wanted you to be there
But now I cannot stay here
Now I know that you don't care
For fifteen years I held you
I always kept you near
But now I push you away
Now I see it's you I fear
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"For Fifteen Years" ~ By me.
This is to Sherrie ... my "mother."
Are you going to be there for my birthday? Are you going to see Amanda's second graduation? Are you going to ever come back? Are you going to ever love us again? Are you going to ever tell us ... why?
"Breaking The Habit"
Memories consume
Like opening the wound
I'm picking me apart again
You all assume
I'm safe here in my room
Unless I try to start again
[Bridge:]
I don't want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
[Chorus:]
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not alright
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight
Clutching my cure
I tightly lock the door
I try to catch my breath again
I hurt much more
Than anytime before
I had no options left again
[Bridge:]
I dont want to be the one
The battles always choose
'Cause inside I realize
That I'm the one confused
[Chorus:]
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
Tonight
[Bridge:]
I'll paint it on the walls
'Cause I'm the one at fault
I'll never fight again
And this is how it ends
[Chorus:]
I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
But now I have some clarity
to show you what I mean
I don't know how I got this way
I'll never be alright
So, I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit
I’m breaking the habit
Tonight
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I just ... forget it ...
LENNON/CHAPMAN
- Dec. 8 1980
- 11 20 pm
- Shot multiple times
- Guitarist
- Famous band broke up
- Shot from behind
- Died instantly
- Chapman caught
-International news
- Witnessed by wife
- Shot with handgun
DIMEBAG/HALE
- Dec. 8 2004
- 10 20 pm
- Shot multiple times
- Guitarist
- Famous band broke up
- Shot from behind
- Died instantly
- Hale killed
- International news
- Witnessed by brother
- Shot with handgun
RIP John Lennon and Dimebag Darrell
She sat alone in the corner of her world
Tears streamed down her thin pale face
A wilted rose lays at her feet with a note
The note tells of an ended strife
A friend of her's who took his life
Even more her problems grow
For each tear there is a scar
She knows this pain can never end
Her own suicide would solve it all
There are thoughts inside my head
Constant images of being dead
Whether it be with a gun
Or hanging high from a rung
Maybe bleeding myself dry
Overdose I could try
I could just waste away
And never face another day
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Don't pretend you're the only one hurt ... don't pretend it's all your fault ... don't put all of the blame on me ... don't call me cold-hearted ... don't keep pushing me if you want me back ... don't guilt me ... don't ... just don't ...
Hello,
How are you? I am, alive, I suppose. I am physically alive, mentally? I'm not sure ... I am falling apart and no one can see it. I can't live like this any longer. The only thing that keeps me alive is perhaps the tiny shimmer of happiness that may linger in my future. I have never felt this way before. I thought, that when I started, it was bad. Each one is deeper and no matter how much I do it, it never helps. It ... is never enough. There are exactly 98 from my wrist to my elbow. They consist of words and lines, and such. It hurts so bad, but it feels like ... for once ... I'm in control. But I know I'm not. Not with these sudden shocks of emotion that pull me down into the darkness that take over me. You know what, forget it. You don't actually care ... so why am I talking to you? ... Bye.
A few moments of happiness
A sentence to stop the pain
A simple gesture to pull it all together
A few awkward moments of silence
A sudden smile worth reliving
A jerk in the wrong direction
A few days of disappearance
A growing feeling of sickness
A look or two back to see
A few tears shed in rememberance
A wondering mind searching
A pair of desolate eyes
A few more days to see
A time to learn the truth
A lonely hour to cry
A few moments happiness
torn away
... I don't know ... I just wrote in about three minutes ... I know what it's about ... but yeah ...