so i feel like tihs site sorta fell aprt.

Author's Note: The guilt of intimate love...

Stay Pure and Holy
By Rose 7/8/08

Sometimes the guilt
Of what we do
Is so painful.

But the feeling
Is so wonderful
I could never
Let it go.

So promise me
You’ll help me
To stay pure and
Help me to
Stay Holy…

Will they get it over with already? I'm tired of the lectures. Can't they see I don't care? It's not that it won't sink in, or that I'm stupid, I just don't care. My parents are pissing me off.
How easy it would be to run off, not look back, not care. But I won't do that. Running away from your problems is for wimps. I'm gonna tough it out for a little while.
My parents just have to learn that they don't control me anymore, I'm not a puppet, I have my own will, and I'm gonna fight anyone who says otherwise. We're gonna be in charge someday, so I'm gonna start early.

i hate everything. i hate everyone. i want out. fuck this life. why cant shit be simple anymore? fuckity fuck fuck fuck. people will never change. i will never change.

Just like a dog,
you give me one little treat,
and I'm in a happy fog.
It's an easy feat.

You say, sweetie,
and I'm over the moon.
I can't feel shabby,
whenever you say see you soon.

It's the same,
when I get a comment.
I can't help but feel fame,
no matter how far my writing went.

The kick is different,
but the high,
that keeps me so unbent.
And I give a happy sigh.

Don't you see?
I'm easy to please?

But you should be wary.
Same as a dog,
I can get just as angry.
And you'll get stuck in a bog.

Don't cross me wrong,
I deserve better,

I never paid
any attention to
that was said
about love that was true
and the it's connection with a rose.

There was the gift
where the perfect guy
made a shift
and gave a rose real sly
And she squealed in delight.

But below that,
is a metaphor.
There is no chit-chat,
about the thorns.
and a rose's pose.

Take a look.
Love is wonderful,
but tolls have been known to take in every book.
And there is that whirl,
that is given by a special light.

Thorns are the hardships,
the ones that are caused by those
long road trips.
It's slightly bent shape are the woes,

I guess I'll start my blog now. Better late than never. And so.
I suppose you could say I hate most things in life. Friends. Imediate Family. Being a teenager. Life right now, sucks.
I think my mind decided to start going emo a few months ago. I don't know what my soul has decided yet, but since I haven't slit my wrists yet, so far so good.
I haye being me.
When I die, I want to be resurected as an eagle. Or a wolf. Something without the pressures of homework. I hate homework. And life.

I haven't been around much and by the looks of it neither has anyone else, really. I'm writting a new story so i'll put up excerpts of it later wen i type it up ......ive been thro a lot these past weeks ....

where is everyone???

Yes, happy. I feel like I'm geting somewhere.. or at least preparing for the trip. I finally have some people in my life that I can call friends, and one I can even call bestfriend. I feel like now I'm not dissapointing anybody, or screwing anyone's life up. I also feel more comfortable with myself. So I'm happy. :}