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Dear Meghan,
We miss you. And we'll never forget you. I hope you're having fun in heaven. Love you.
one hundred dollar bill
I heard something that really inspired me today.... If I offered you a one hundred dollar bill would you take it? What if I crumbled it up? What if i crumbled it up and stomped on it? what if I crumbled it up, stomped on it and then spat on it? Assuming you answered yes to all these questions...why would you still want that hundred dollar bill? because it hasn't lost its value, right? Then why is it that when we crumble and get stomped on and spat on in life do we feel like we aren't worth anything anymore? Even though life throws curve balls at you all the time you have to be able to grow from them. Don't let your mistakes define who you are as a person, but allow them to be a part of your past and make you a stronger individual.
Where did I sign?
When was the defining moment when we stopped eating bugs and playing hide-and-go-seek and started picking our own boyfriends and girlfriends and what colleges we would attend. Who sat me down and asked me if I wanted to grow up? What dotted line did I sign? When is it that we finally reach that age where we stop making mistakes. When we fall into the same traps of neverending cycles that pull us into adulthood. The more I let my mind wander the more depressed I become. More and more unanswered questions cross my mind that scare me everyday. Ones that a mere 5 year old version of myself would giggle at then probably pick my nose and run off and play. Where will I live? How will I support myself? Will I be happy? Will I still be with my boyfriend? Will we still be happy? Will we get married? Will we stay together or get divorced one day? Will I want kids? Will they be healthy? I have all these questions and yet not an single answer. Over the years I have had to bury many young friends and I always think that they will never get to see these questions answered. They will never have their first house or get married. They will never have children. My fear is not of dying, my fear is of not living. All these questions scare me, but I am here to ask them. The world is our playground and I am just a bug eating kid playing hide-and-go-seek.
a boy to love
have you ever loved someone so much that it scares you? to have so much to loose is a nauseating thing. i hold him as tight as i can in hopes that someday he wont see what everyone else sees. a pointless girl with nothing to offer. sometimes i just look at him when he isnt paying any attention to me and just think to myself, "why the hell did he pick me?, what is so special about me that he wants to spend time with me?, and how the fuck did i get so lucky?" i am writing to you as a girl that has had shit for friends and boyfriends that were only good to me when i scored some good pills. ive had shit and ive had the best. and let me tell you dont ever settle for shit. dont waste your time on the ones that dont matter, but spend every waking moment with the ones that do.
a name just like yours
have you ever wondered that the person you hate the most just so happens to be just like you. that maybe this person has found what you have found and has found it to be just as distasteful. maybe you hate this person because you are reminded of yourself every time you look at them. and maybe them likewise. they are reminded of the failure they have become and the uncertain truth that lies behind your very teeth. the very thing you loathe the most is yourself. maybe this person is exactly what you have been looking for. someone who gets your pain and happiness all at the same time. a swinging pendulum of emotion. a mimic of the very heart ache that haunts your day to day commercial free life.
maybe im not done being angry
i find it harder and harder to let go of my past. one i was not yet willing to part with. to hang up my patch infested vest and put aside my boot's. stash away my bullet belts and mini-skirts with holes. to stop the pain killers and all night beer fest's of irish drunkenness. maybe i wasnt ready to become who i am... nobody asked me you know. i miss being a cheerleader at the tattoo parlors and the 4a.m. phone calls. i miss the smells, the taste the fuck-off life style. maybe im not done being angry. maybe i still have things to loathe. maybe im not ready to accept the world and the way it is. maybe i just dont like the person i've become. if the old me met the me now i would beat the shit out of myself. i miss smashing beer bottles and pounding down whiskey. i miss nights that i cant remember all of what has happened. i miss being around alcoholics and knowing that we were all never going to be enough for anyone. it wasnt much of a life but it was mine. i created it and i thrived off of it. im not good enough for the lifestyle i have now. im just a pissed off irish punk hiding behind this fake facade of normality. i've lost everything i grew to know and love and for what?...so i can fit in with society. maybe society should fit in with me.
Falling in love without You
Hey I havnt been on here in awhile! But I made vball!!
:) Hmm when I get older I really wanna play college
softball then I want to coach college softball!
posted Aug 17
Falling in love without You
Oh that'll be fun! Good Luck! Hmm I have volleyball
tryouts coming up. So a Lot of practicing for that!
posted Jul 30
Falling in love without You
Thanks for saying that (well both things lol) :) So how
are things goin with you?
posted Jul 25
Falling in love without You
Hey! If you've got time Pleez come Check out Haha14
here on purevolume. She's an awesome artist who needs
your opinion on her music! Tell your friends! Thanks ur
the best! =]
posted Jul 21
Great Dizzy Dane Cook
oh i gotcha. yeah don't give it up! some professors can
be pretty anal about shit like that. haha.
posted May 23
Great Dizzy Dane Cook
yeah i really hope things work out too. well that's not
cool. i hope you pick art back up again. you did seem
like you use to enjoy it. i still remember that time
you were talking about your art being noticed and was
it placed in New York? I can't remember that. Ha!
posted May 21
Great Dizzy Dane Cook
Yeah it is crazy that we haven't met, maybe one day we
will. Oh yeah I forgot to ask you but do you still draw
or still into art? Done anything new lately? Nah, I'll
always listen and try my best to give the best advice.
I guess it's just the kind of person I am. No, I'm not
having girl problems now. I did about a month ago but
it's a long ass fuckin' story...ha! It's over and I'm
over the girl. I met a different girl during the last 2
weeks of school and I told her I liked her and since
then we have been talkin' a good bit on the phone. Well
I told her I liked her because I realized that when she
was gone that I really really liked her. All is good.
the only problem is that she lives in Texas and I live
in MS. I guess i'll get to see her in 3 months when
school starts back again. But blah...ha!
posted May 21
Great Dizzy Dane Cook
yeah well i would just go over to his house then and
talk to him. that's just what i would do. it's funny
how he wants his parents to give him rules and stuff.
my parents have always had strict rules and i always
wanted them to chill a bit. parents are odd. i wouldn't
say that his parents made him who he is though. he
chose to go the path that he has taken. he can also
change that path though if he wants too. you must
understand also that you can be there and help him but
he has to choose to change. you can do it though!
posted May 20