

as i was thinkingwe could sit atop this building and smoke more cigarettes, until my lungs ache from the nicotine or whatever else i'm smoking these days.as i was thinking
i have an ex pseudo boyfriend who used me as his ashtray, until i realized it felt good and used myself as an ashtray.
i've been called crazy, mentally challenged, and one who is "waging a war with mental instability" i just popped some more zoloft into my mouth and asked them what they were talking about, or for.
i swim over a mile a day, and have discovered that i don't like the way i look with n


the lovesong of mr t s elioti used to get inspired by reading other people's poetry. now i just think that i'm a no-good writer who will run out of ink long before my pen does.the lovesong of mr t s eliot
my insides hurt when i think of you.
you've read T.S. Eliot and Shakespeare and a little bit of Robert Frost here and there. i tell you how i'm not as cultured as you i'm just a dumb girl, who feels strongly enough that white is not my ethnicity to put down
"other" as my ethnicity on the PSAT's.
you are a contemporary neo beat poet, you say. and this will get me nowhere because no one c
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Move along people..
Move along.
Because this world has enough drama,
thanks to MTV, and The OC...
Why cant the world be more like 1999...
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Your brains!!
I'll have to check that band out
welcome to DA!
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"he didn't want to be alone."
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