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July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
A person who is there for you For whatever he puts you through Right there, she's already been Ice cream trips at 2 a.m. Enough to make you puke Never does her presence grow old Daisy stems and tree leaves, yuck! Finally someone like me Or is she not Really now who would use you for a guy Every year she was so trustful Very soon you will hate her like I do Every night I cry over her and my ex-boyfriend Really, she's just another queen bee.
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
Love was what you lied to me Once you made it seem so true Very soon you will see Every night I sit and cry, waiting just for you
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
I see the razor I hear the call I feel the pain I smell the blood And finally I taste my death
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
A shadow in the dark A ghost Sitting way up high A ferris wheel Loud noises in the woods A gun Loud panting in the room next door A loving couple A thousand words left unsaid A breakup A million people left unknown The life of a shy child
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
See me, like me Ask me, love me Lead me, hurt me Use me, abuse me All so lovingly
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
You dream of being famous. Then you think you've grown up. You dream of becoming rich. Then you realize you haven't grown up. And then you do. You work your ass off for years, and then you think you've finally grown up. You don't realize, but you throw out your life. And then you quit caring. Then you grow up. And you realize you will never be Mrs. Marsha Neverland, MD. You will never be Mrs. Sandy Waiting, PhD. You will never be Dr. Hannah Worthy. You will never become anything but Felicia N...
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
It's hard to be a grown up, when the world's so big and all everyone wants to do is get fucked.
July 19, 2004 by pinkuhlicioushippogirl123
Simply, it's just that first feeling of shock. And then you close your eyes and you know that when you open them, you will wake up from a terrible nightmare. But you open your eyes. And you don't wake up... and you are scared. And you want to blame it on someone, anyone. Just not them. Definitely not them. Nurses, doctors, other staff, hell, even the cigarette company. Anyone who had any impact on their life must die. But then you wake up. And you're a 16 year old girl with 1 friend, 2 ex-fri...