Holy shit...   
10:09pm 25/04/2003
 
mood: ecstatic
music: Love Buzz - Nirvana
My Lordy, I had no idea people would actually read this. I posted that piece of my story and after two weeks abadoned this shit.
Wow, I feel like such an asshole now. :)
Thanks sooo much for all of your compliments and such.
It means A LOT to me. :) :)
I've added all of those who added me to my friends list and apologize for leaving you all. :) :)
You've made my day! Hee.
 
     
7 heros let me down
 
   
12:12am 25/01/2003
  She looked perfect. She was perfect. Her body was mutilated and scarred in every direction and yet perfectly petite, the only mark on her face was a gash just below her left eye. Her eyes were glowing green and blue. Her hair moved straight and blonde spiraling at the tips through the wind. Her gown waved long and swayed in the breeze. Her hands moved slow and swift all at once. She winced each time she looked at me. (She hated herself.) Her scream was murderous, and her touch horrifying. This is how the story begins: locked in a forest where not even your screams can escape. You try to run, and nothing is pulling you back. You run, you break, cry, sweat, fall, choke, cough, scream… but when you finally feel far enough to stop you are in the same place you were before you ran.

Tell me what you think, if anyone cares, Please..
 
     
21 heros let me down
 
info   
10:16pm 19/01/2003
 
music: Stupid Girl\Garbage.
Call me Glitter
I have a boyfriend.
I like girls.
I like sex.
I like fun.
I like soft drugs.
I love my friends.
I hate my family, if you would call it that.

I am honest, I am friendly, and I can [believe it or not] be wise.

This is my tradgedy.
 
     
1 hero let me down
 
   
10:01pm 19/01/2003
 
mood: Relieved. Contemplative.
music: Disturbed.
I hate how sometimes my mind doesn't find the words to tell how I feel. I hate how my lips don't allow me to let things go. I hate the way I hold on to the words that could describe me as if I am scared to let them fall away onto paper. Fall away where people could, if nothing else, make an effort to understand me. I am misunderstood and shunned by many, then by others I am seduced and a part of me is ruined. How long with this last? How long can I do it?

- In this journal I will be posting poetry, short stories, and deeper feelings than my other blurty-journal. This is where the truth comes out, and the shit goes down.


Welcome to the life of a taunted and torn Teenaged girl.

This is my tradgedy.
 
     
1 hero let me down