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[15 May 2008|08:31pm] |
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Once upon a time I wrote about
Your love being like a New Years Party
You never saw that one,
Never saw how night after night I ended each "I love you"
With "3...2...1"
And in the morning it was a brand new day.
Perhaps we're more like old Christmas lights now
We can shine as bright as the rest,
But we flicker and fade
And some days we don't even bother lighting up.
We just don't have the glow that we used to.
Conviction.
We have so much of it these days,
And as the hours grow longer, it only grows more
Persistant.
Where we used to encounter safety and relief,
Now we find hesitance and bitterness,
But who said we were not flawed?
You are beautiful in your ridiculous phrases,
And as always I am charmed by that raging disposition.
The difference is that where I once found solace,
I now find a stranger,
And strangers look with eyes that are as unknowing as mine are these days.
Songs on the radio always remind me of your presence.
Some days I turn up the volume, and other days I turn it off
What do you do?
There's no serenity in infinity,
But I still hope for the day when things are restored.
We will either be repaired, or we will be replaced.
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[10 Apr 2008|09:34pm] |
Sigh.
Ohhh no.
Oh nooo.
Oh no.
...l;gkhfg?
Yes. lhghl;k.
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[28 Mar 2008|06:48am] |
LIIIIIIVEJOURNAL, LIIIIIIIVEJOURNAL, LIIIIIIIIIIVEJOURNAL
IT'S
LIIIIIIIIIIIIVEJOURNAL, LIIIIIIIIIVEJOURNAL, LIIIIIIVEJOURNAL
HOLY FUCK IT'S
LIIIIIIIIIVEJOURNAL, LIIIIIIIIVEJOURNAL, LIIIIIIVEJOURNAL
Dance dance dance, do the livejournal dance! Dance dance dance, do the livejournal dance!
Shwoop-shwoop-shwoop it's liiiiiiiivejournal.
LIFE. LIFE.
Is going just FINE.
I'm having a DANDY TIME.
I am DELERIOUS in the mornings, I am FANTASTIC during day, I am MOODY in the evening in my own pathetic way!
My parents are WEIRD, but they like to say they're NOT, but they really, truly are, they just seem to have FORGOT--
TEN! Years I've thought abou this shit, and still they give me weird ass looks and try to QUESTION it!
With theories of past lives, reincarnation, and life's MEANING, I really don't think they understand it's sending me CAREENING
Over whatever hill of sanity I've still here! I try to be supportive, understanding, but I FEAR
They'll never fully get it, and hey, what can I do?
I know! I'll write a poem on livejournal, directed to all of you!
No one reads this anyways, mwaha.
Hurray for 6:55 AM poems. And typos and spelling errors. And fruit.
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[08 Mar 2007|06:58pm] |
*hums*
Nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnobody loves me, eeeeverybody hates me, I think I'll go and eat worrrrmmsss...
I love my room. I love...my bed, I really really love my bed. It's comfy. I wanna lay in it aaaaaallll day. All. Day.
Today in gym we did something testing core strength. It was hard, but now it's over, and nothing hurts.
So I guess my core is...strong. Ahem. Not. But it's okay.
Forty-two much?
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Hm. Hm. Hmmmmmm. Hmmm.
Ahhh!! I have chocolate on meeee haha. My lips taste like chocolate...
...ahem.
Soooo. Life is boring. Life is slow. Life is uneventful. Life is unnerving. Life is scary. Life is annoying.
Life is circling around content. Slowly circling around content.
Have faith! Have faith! I told you, I told you, relax, relax.
I feel a bit better. In an odd way.
...I totally have lost myself. Eeeek.
Let's stop before I get confused more.
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[06 Mar 2007|06:42pm] |
Despite you being the only person who actually has access to this journal, I'm going to do that meme-ish-thing you had in your journal. The things addressed to ten people. Just because I have no life and nothing else to be doing.
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[10 Jan 2007|02:51pm] |
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My name is St. Paul, I am shiny and God is my ally. He is also a boy named Noah, who has amazing eyes.
Seriously. Like...just throwin' it out there. You should look at this boy's eyes.
Today...was...eh. History was good, though. Sitting around passing notes to Rose and singing Ima Robot even though we were supposed to be silent.
...but we never are, so it's not like it'd change today...
I really want Sonia to stop staring at me. I really, really do.
I really feel like cleaning. And doing laundry.
In Geometry...Terri and Britanny attacked me. With makeup. Even saying that makes my eye twitch. Really.
Not that it looks bad, I just...never wear makeup.
And it's annoying to have people poking sticks of black at your eye...
I'm going to take pictures later, though. Promised Terri I would.
Funny, I was just thinking about chores...and my mom wants me to do a whole bunch.
So I must vaccuum upstairs. And downstairs. And then mop. And put water in the fridge.
Yeah...I'm gonna go do that now, then.
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[01 Jan 2007|05:24pm] |
Well, this is my new livejournal...I was formerly ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) supermonkey91
Actually...I still am. I just felt the need to seperate my fanfiction from my personal stuff. And...moving my personal stuff to a new journal was easier than moving my fanfics to a new journal.
Well, anyways, I don't believe I'll get anyone on here other than Poppy, quite honestly, but in case I ever did...
Hello...my name is Brigette and I'm an alcoholic.
I watched V for Vendetta today, and that's really a great movie.
Now my parents are watching Lady in the Water...I'm sorta paying attention. Seems okay.
Happy Feet is a really, really cute movie, too...
Uhm...my head kinda hurts...yeeeeah.
I think that's about it.
Every entry other than this one will be friends only. Add me as you wish. Kaythx.
Tootle-oo.
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