BECCABADASS

 

Age:  16

Joined On:  Nov 07, 2006

Occupation:  actress :)

Website:  www. . /waycoolness

 
 
 
 
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November 11

The Beginning.

OMGWTFBBQ. Yeah, I'm becca (lowercase, please) and I'm hardxcore. I'm not emo, not because I'm into the whole "don't label me" stuff or anything. I'm just not an emo. Sometime I wish I were, but I am a prep. The sad thing is, I like being one. I love Abercrombie & Hollister & even sometimes American Eagle. Going to the mall is what I do; you know, Forever 21, Journeys, Spencers, Hot Topic, Starbucks, Old Navy, BCBG, & all that jazz.

My outlook on life: school is only for friends. Books are my secret. Writing is my passion. Dancing is my hobby. Singing is my joy. Modeling is my dream. Love is my justification. Music is my affirmation. Acting is the only thing that matters.

Quote for Today (yes, I thought of it myself):
"Don't change you beliefs, just because you believe in change."

I'm becca, and I absolutely love life.

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November 11

Poem 1

He struck me, and his face had this look
That seemed as if he thought he took
Something from me, that he thought
Weakness is why I never fought

He looked so surprised
I saw confusion in his eyes
That is, when my gaze locked with his
And I said thanks for all of this

I didnt choke back my tears
As I remembered these past years
I would not let myself be afraid
Or tell myself I had to change

When I cried, the tears were only for us
Dripping, drumming out something like lust
But my song I thought so sweet
Only added to his bruising beat

He himself gathered his strength, watching
Throwing things now, and I sat there, never dodging
I began to realize that I should not show my tears
It is wrong, horrible to show I even had fears

Oh, how he was polluting all Id ever known
How I had to pretend to be prone
Just to cover up his marks of a lesson
Somehow though, this was almost a blessing

I remember how I fell, the way the pain
Was almost as a calm light rain
Like a warm breeze on a still day
A gentle touch of summers sunny ray

Oh, how it washed over my skin
How I let it simply soak itself in
How I could let go of everything
How I felt so set free

He seemed so small and I so brave
It seemed I towered over him today
He threw up his fists
But I never flinched

- - - - -

I have become so strong since those days
I have changed but not to any of his ways
He is the one who has lost so much
Throwing away all of my love

- - - - -

I am a stronger person because of him
But I will never let that happen again

- - - - -

I wrote this after my boyfriend (now my ex) beat me.
Don't give me sympathy, you don't even know me, I'm
perfectly alright, and I've come to terms with all of this.
This guy, or any guy, is never going to hurt me again.

- becca =]

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