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HOPE YALL G TRICK OR TREAT AND DRESSED UP

TAHHHH

SORRRIESSS

Chelliyurrrr. I havent blogged in a while and for that im sorry but once i am ungrounded from the computer at home ill write more.! Thanx fer followingg

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Uhm.. untitled.

today was hard for me..
I had to try to get myself to accept the fact
Im not in Calgary
I miss it.
And people here dont measure up
But i do need to try and make friends here
As much as i dont want to.
I cant run no more

Hurt

You know when you have a wonderful time with someone
and your completely elated and they seem totally fine and
dandy and then you find out there angry. How do I deal with
that?

*sigh*

Kaiii. so this is a poem that was inspired while i was talking to a friend (mirror boy) on msn and I was like OMG POEM ATTACK. and its bout my night so here it is.

Breathless.
I can arely utter your name
I feel my hart going thumping
My breath quickening with my thoughts of you
Your lips pressed softly to mine

The scent of you and your height
Your hair your face
I can see you when i close my eyes
and darling your beauty makes me wanna cry

I love you, the way yu say my name
The way your green eyeS look down into my own
When your fingers brush my cheek
to move my hair out of my face

With your body pressed into my own
your hips against me.
yourbeauty stunning me
I cantwait to be held in your ars again tomorrow..
You leave me.
Breathless

thoughts.

So i was thinking. If se treats me like im wrthless. should i continue ignoring it. I understany elder but it hurts all the same. All ive got is a great great mate who continues to lift me into high spirits.

Clutch my heart
Those soft hands,
No need to steal it
I'd give it to you
Let you lift me from this insanity

Reinspire me
Thank you love,
you are my friend

and the conversations we have i crave
they let me Live

Helpless

Im confused. Normally making friends and being myself comes so easilyto me but lately its not working i cant socialize the way i have before. and i dont quite understand why. i cant help my friends my bf only wants me to objectify myself so he can get a good wank.
My art woek still isnt even the same as it used to be, its half hearted tlike the effort i try to put forth just isnt working anymore. even my poetry (if yuve read my old stuff) doesnt have that intensity.
m tired of wanting to be understood and yes i complain alot but i do it because i am confused. idk what to do with myself any more.