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I used to find it find it hard to believe that something so perfect could be degrated. Then you come into the picture. You who have been there as a friend for how long now? Do I even have enough fingers to count the years of friendship? We got together and we break up. But now it seems that you; you who have been there for me through everything; you who I though would be there for everything in the years to come; are some how cutting me off? I never thought that I could hurt this bad. Maybe for once I do like this guy; Is it just because it's not you? Maybe for once I actualy love him. Have you talked to him? Maybe he lov

Girl Dies of Ecstasy Overdose At 6:45 am on Saturday, April 24, her father, who had said that she had a phone call, waked 26-year-old Imelda Perez from Belmont, California, up. "Hello?" she asked, confused. "Some thing's wrong with Irma. We can't wake her up!" shouted the voice on the other end of the line. Imelda froze. The night before, she'd dropped off her 14-year-old sister, Irma, at Kim's house for a sleep over. So Imelda jumped into her car and raced back over there. "Where is she?" Imelda demanded as Kim’s mom opened the door, "Downstairs" she answered nervously. Imelda ran to Kim's room to find Irma on the floor slumped over,

I am you. I just don't get people, how can you just ignore somebody, you and I are one. I am you. I have your addictions; I have your problems, hell I have your DNA. But who are you to me. I don't know you, and you don't know me. You never have, all you can say is that you knew a three year old, thirteen years ago. You know that I'm not hurting when you're not around but truthfully, I need to know why. --March 19th 1992. My marriage has gone to hell which makes me wonder about the strength of my convictions. If the marriage can't withstand two years what will it be like in twenty years? I have to take a good hard look at where I want to b

-Snap- Time stands still, just for a moment… I thought I saw you, just for a moment. Smelt your miasma in my room, just for a moment. I heard your voice, just for a moment. Time stands still, just for a moment… Here's to the moment… The fact that we live in different worlds says a lot. What is there to talk about anymore? I don't trust my self talking with you.  What if I say the wrong thing again? Then we'd be back at square one, back to pushing each other away. I won't say that I didn't because I did the same. I couldn't take the friction but I trust you. Still how long will this last? How long will I have to listen to my jealousy

Will I Ever… Be able to see you again? Be able to smell your sweet scent again? Be able to hear your in the air again? Be able to touch your silken skin? And take you in my grasp for the first time? Can you hear me whisper… Will I ever? Forever Yours, Tanner

'Love?' she questioned confused and impatitient. 'Yes, love' I replyed bombarded with dreamy figures of my true love, Katrina. 'It's the only thing worth living for.' Jeremy just stared blankly at me. 'And whom,' she questioned dramaticly, 'Would ever fall inlove with someone you, or me for that matter.' I stood there watching all my dreams of Katrina come crashing down. 'You have a piont.' I stated, 'They'de have to be effing insane.' And that is how my love life really started. Well maybe not so much my love life, but thats when my life took a drastic turn. I cought her attention, and now we are dramaticly inlove. Why do I write this?

Boredom, sucks you into a never ending black hole. The time she spends doing nothing makes her life a inevitable black hole. All the fun is pulled out from beneath her feet leaving her in total darkness. Where is the parallel universe in which lies all the fun and light that has been sucked out of her life. Where is the white hole where all of her prayers can be answered. Perhaps it lays on the other side of the black hole, perhaps there lies her destiny. As Sir Issac Newton said long ago "What goes up must go down." Which in turn states for every positive action there equal and opposite reaction. So theoretically on the other side of a blac

Yeah, that was the good old days. – Once more lost in the dark. Confused. I remember the old days, the summers of my childhood. You where there, almoast every day. But you wasted time .. sleeping. I would call but get no responce. I knew you were passed out. I'de make my way down to your house supporting a bright red bathing suit and a towel. I knew where you kept the key, but the door was always unlocked. I made sure I didn't make any noise on the journey to your room. When I was sure you were still asleep I would jump into your bed. Yeah, you woke up then. "Gerroff me!" "I called, get up .. you're going off the dock!" It was like a ri

Here's too the best summers we've ever had, moving for the sake of motion. Alkaline Trio and smoke. "Are you implying I make sexual advancements?" No time for complaints or being bitter, wasting time is the only sin worth worrying about. "Come spit off bridges with me." The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open; living for yourself and no one else. - Being in love with him dosn't do much for me now.