October 2008
“I love God because God made mom, and mom makes tacos.”
– Brad Bevilacqua
Can I dream that I never met you?
…you’d be the boy who caught my eye,
but not my heart.
You, dear sir, drive me insane.
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I need you to breathe
because, without you, i’m suffocating.
My friends are drifting, and it hurts.
I feel as though I am losing my sister to my enemy, and I do not know what to do.
My best friend has new ones.
Those whom I trusted, talk behind my back.
Where did I go wrong?
Homecoming.
Well, we won. However, I hate homecoming. Mums are stupid and serve no purpose. Queens/Kings really do nothing to better our school whatsoever. Dating/relationships are made of fail. Oh, homecoming court taking up our halftime to parade on the field? DUMB.
Community Pep Rally
It was interesting, that’s fer sure.
I missed the majority of it due to my flute lessons, so I was excused by the band director.
Came back in time to play our show tune, and Apache.
Watched the seniors light the letters from afar (Man, I’ll miss them.).
Then, the lights went out and I watched the fireworks deviously exploding in the sky.
Ignored members of the color guard, as I...
I’m really becoming annoyed with certain people.
Certain people whom are not what they claim.
Who see how others act and turn it around and act that way their selves.
I hate how some “friends” won’t even talk to you when others are around.
Do I lack that certain level of ‘coolness’?
Do my curious habits embarrass you?
This must end.
we walk
only as friends
horns resound
we do not care
the night is at a close
but the moon is so bright
illuminating the path of our life.
“Ayeff this.”
– Greg Nallie
I wish I was as insightful as the music I listen to. Because then, I’d be able to fully express my feelings towards you. I’d tell you how wonderful you made me feel, and how when I’m with you, I forget my stress. I’d tell you how I can look into your eyes and forget all the severing pains in my life. I lose my train of thought in the blue-gray depths of your eyes and feel...
Liar, fake, fraud
I am tired of some people and their useless lies.
I am tired of people falling for the innocent facade they are putting on.
I wish everyone was who they said they were.
Then, maybe everything would be okay.
And maybe I’d be okay with this.
Just maybe.
