Life: Day Six.

How you’d spend $10,000:

I'd buy a car and get the fuck out of here.

Life: Day Five.

Weird things you do when you’re alone:

Uhm, I sing? And I tend to talk to myself. And to my cat. And to no one in general.

Life: Day Four.

The best thing to happen to you this week:

Well good thing it's Friday.
The best thing to happen to me this week.
Hmm.
Probably when I stayed the night at da bess friends house Monday night.
And when I got to hang out wiss my Bear on Tuesday.
That's about it.

Life: Day Three.

5 things that irritate you about the opposite sex/same sex:

1. Boys: Immature.
2. Girls: Drama.
3. Boys: Try too hard to act like they're the shit.
4. Girls: I can't stand the snotty ones.
5. Boys: Boys are just icky.

Life: Day Two.

A famous person you’ve been compared to:

None.
I'm not cool enough to be compared to a famous person, the hell.

Life: Day One.

I'm starting another challenge because I'm bored and have nothing better to do.

The person you like and why you like them:

I'm currently trying to like no one. I'm not going to go into detail because it's too personal for this blog.

I'm Lost Without You.

Basically my life in a nutshell.

I'm Nothing, Just Bleeding.

True, that.

Let's Play Your Love Game.

I'd take them all.

Hold Me In My Sleep.

Forsaking My Love

I hate you
I wish to tear you away from me
This tumor that clings to my chest
The thing that makes me ache
That haunts my dreams
And tears at my desires
You have brought me only pain
My untamed heart
That beast that gnaws at my soul
That pitifully whines
Bringing my mind into unwanted pain
Yet how can I blame you
How can I chastise you when I listen intently to your pleas
Why should I punish you for what my eyes feed upon
How can I blame my eyes for falling upon her
She who brings light to the eternal darkness of my soul
She whose eyes bring me to subjection
Whose smile leaves me in awe
How can I blame you when my ears are met with her laughter
How they submerge into her song
How they quiver at her voice
Why should I punish you for inclining my soul
Tempting it with the one sense that has been forsaken by her
How could I look over the thought of the brushing of lips
The touching of hands
The binding of the soul, mind, and body
O you wretched heart
What am I to do with this constant companion
How could I tear you away
When she is the cause of my agony
Or rather
It is the lack of her which brings me sorrow
It is the need for her that leaves my heart in pain
Yet she is not mine
She was never mine
She will never be mine
O my poor heart
How can I make you see reason
When all you do is show me the truth

I found this while looking for a poem for my ARC class.

It basically describes my entire life story AND IT'S WEIRD.

I like this poem though. :3

Tell Me, Where Did It Go?

I actually do this a lot.
It's a bit ridiculous.

I Need You So Bad.

True story, bro.

Oh, This Is Terrible.

I Want To Tell Her That I Love Her, But I Just Don't Know.