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ME WHO DANCES ON TABLES
Age: 16
Location: not always sure... usually lost
Joined On: May 10, 2007
Occupation: trying to get threw life
AcousticJason
Cali
Future Mrs. Cruz
RSM
XFROMWITHINX
BBXHC
Bass Guitar Rocker Girl '09
Some Where In The United States
'sup? i'm me and only me and good luck changing me. some people i really care about are already workin on changing me for the better and i try to cooperate... sometimes. writing is my passion, especially poetry. need a poem, or just want one for the hell of it, i can write it. it's just how i express myself in every way; emotions, fears, loves, etc. my other passion that i have and will be pursuing is journalism. it involves what i am truly interested in: writing and investigating. i'm one of the most caring and loyal people you will ever meet. i love my friends more than life itself, literally. Robin is like a good little sister who has to keep me from doing stupid shit. that's why i call her BabyGirl and she calls me Sissy; along with all our other nicknames and codenames. i don't know what i'd do if i didn't have her. she holds me when i cry and laughs with me when i'm hyper. i love her with all my heart and would do anything to keep her from any form of pain. i probably wouldn't be here if i didn't have her... she is the most important person to me, after my little brother. i love her to death; literally!!! Shea is... just... i don't even know how to put it into words! we've been through everything together; amazing ups and horrible downs. together, we can get through anything. i love her like a blood-sister. Jordan is the sweetest guy ever. he can always make me smile, whether he's sending me a pic or writing me a poem. 
Disappointment
Walking as if in a haze You think my mind is here but I’m in a daze Right threw you all I continue to gaze Shuffling around sharp corners of a maze Lost and confuse Scarred and bruised Disappointment looms over all I do As you ridicule I try to remain true Always wishing I could start anew But you’ve crossed the line that I once drew Lost and confused Scarred and bruised Too kind-hearted and too quick to trust The lines are blurred between love and lust Looking for ways to disappear and turn to dust Against my will, continuing to try I must Lost and confused Scarred and bruised
What Does It Matter
Since when do you once again give a fuck? Since when do you choose to start pretending I mattered? You façade isn’t believable, next time better luck You bullshit leaves me bitterly flattered. As if you really care about the destructive things I do You used to pretend that you cared so deeply And that you’d help me, forever true But now I consider myself worthless and cheaply. The memories of your faked love eat away at my heart Your deceit fills my mind with ongoing lies Actually being concerned, you won’t ever start I take my life as my willpower dies
The Want To Defend (posted for Chasen)
Stiff and cold, beginning to stir Dirtied sheets and bloody cloths surround The sick smell of death all endure To this place, why am I bound? WIth the slightest movement Pain shoots within and through Unable to remember my involvement Memories of recent events seem so few Becomming restless, I turn and glance Surrounded by injured and sick men Nurses trying to comfort those who have a chance, While covering thouse who will never fight again Looking towards my other side I see a young boy staring blankly And suddenly it all came back to me inside Filling me with worry, wondering if I'll be fickly Sounds of shrapnel flying close by Bullets exploding out of guns Moans of the shattered about to die Poison gas creeping through trenches, burning lungs Running towards the enemy line Adrenaline and fear pushing me on Courage and devotion you cannot confine Fighting for what's right, we'll never be done Coming back to my present state I know I need to join my comrades, my brothers To fight for all, it is my fate For my friends, family, and lovers
In the Middle of a Shootout
walking down a street beating on the concrete standing by an alley emotions try to rally try to sell it to me i know it's not free coming at a horrid cost innocent lives will be lost glance across the way turning into a dangerous day pertner in crime jealous over a dime not supposed to be doing business except with original partner in this i hear the lies spreading rumors, hear the cries backing up now need to figure out how standing in the middle telling the truth against a riddle out of the corner of my eye gleaming metal is what i spy guns are drawn from each side bullets are spun i want to smooth it out presence filled with doubt screaming as loud as i could voicing the truth just as i should suddenly all is quiet sirens begin todisperse the riot i stumble to the ground without a single sound few caring ones rush to my side others watch in shock or run and hide from unjustifiable rage that no one was able to gage a bullet in my back looking over my shoulder, i lost track not from the two dealers but one of many deceivers they drop the gun and start to run i didn't know what i was getting into trickery that was undue consciousness leaving lungs are heaving held in a lap trying to bridge that gap telling me to hold on hoping i'm not too far gone blood seeping through clothes this ending i hadn't chose
All It Took Was a Lollipop and a Monster
I have officially found my new stress reliever. Flirting to the max. Hot guys + hot outfit = flirting = stress relief via distraction. Gotta love it. PART 1: So on Tuesday, Shea and I decided to go to the skatepark at lunch. Usually when we go down there, its scarce when it comes to occupants. But that day it was amazing. Hot skaters wherever we turned. And when we turned, their gazes followed. Yeah that's right. We walked downt the stairs and decided to sit on a low wall by the tables where the skaters put their stuff. Sitting on the edge, showing off our flat stomachs (mine with my sexy piercing), automatically getting admiring stares. We sat there for a while starting to relax as we viewed potential prospects. A few caught our eyes. We had been craving some caffeine so we decided to go down the street to the strip mall. As we got up, walking down the sidewalk, there was a community center employee talking to another about something to do with the grounds. With them was a young assistant worker; he was fit with his right arm tatted up. As we started in that direction he looked at us. He then looked me up and down, turned to his boss with a smile then resumed looking me up and down as we passed with smirks. Once out of earshot, Shea laughed while saying that he was totally mentally undressing me. I laughed with her; we rarely dettered such thoughts, we actually encouraged them. Once at the liquor store we each got a lollipop(for seducing purposes) and a monster drink to share. We walked back up holding out seductive sweets between our teeth and trading sips of our energizing elixir. Our little tricks, mysterious smiles, and wandering eyes worked like a perfect charm. A sexy guy (who remains nameless) kept glancing over at us and showing off his skills with a skateboard. Earlier he had given us a head nod with a "sup ladies." Now he sat at the table facing us with a slight smile. Shea had gotten up by now, flaunting her perfectly hot ass while i was still leaning on our low wall. I was admiring 'nameless' knowing he was nervous under our presence. He looked up, locking his eyes on mine for a long moment. He looked back down with a sheepish smile; I smiled in triumph. Shea whispered, "did youjust make eye contact?" "Major," i replied. "Nice," she praised as she sat back down. He asked, "shouldn't you ladies be in school?" I scoffed and said, "eventually." Laughing, he was up skating again when i decided to chat him up. When he came back i asked, "you come down here often?" He gave some reply, basically saying that he did for the most part. I purposely stated that whenever Shea and I come down here there's usually only a few boring people. He agreed saying that it was way busier than usual. He continued to skate around. After a few minutes passed 'Nameless' came back for a break, just standing there with his skateboard. The bell up at school rang. We reluctantly got up and as we bagan walking I said to 'Nameless' "Maybe see ya later." He gave a breathless, "Bye..." We confidently continued to walk on. Tatted worker guy was standing by a wall, staring at us once again. I gave a flirtatious smile, of course. Suddenly, 'nameless' called to us, "maybe tomorrow?" We turned, acting as if we were innocently pondering; Shea gave a shrug and I said, "sure." Instantly turning being completely nonchalant, we continued to school with smirks. Let the games begin... PART 2: 'Nameless' shall remain that way; for now. He didn't make it. But there is another interesting one. Worker Boy from the day before was there. Whenever I glanced over my shoulder I could catch a quick look from him. When Shea and I decided to head back to school, we took the stairs; he was working near them. As we neared the stairs he looked up, flashing me this amazing smile. I returned it. We'll see what happens...
Me and the Minibar
amazingly good, actually. big big news that i should
probably have told you a long time ago when it
happened, but oh well.
posted Jun 11
Me and the Minibar
thanks :]
posted Jun 11
here2daygone2morrow
this is soo wierd. but cool. different. see you
tomorrow kid. i need you to read my paper for me
posted Feb 24
AcousticJason
Not too much really. Just work mostly and the usual
stuff :P. How bout you?
posted Feb 15
AcousticJason
hey whats up, its been awhile
posted Feb 14
Zanks_17
i know there is something i should be doing for
you.....
posted Feb 10
thats exactly what i intend to do. have a great night
courtney:)
posted Jan 30
i know. but i\'m starting to deal with it. i just need
to take some time and really be single and focus on me
for once, i\'ve never been really single before so yeah
its gonna be hard. but thanks for your support
courtney, i appreciate it so much.
posted Jan 30