She keeps repeating all that she needed, she says she's right here but she seems so distant.

Do you even notice? Seeing her cry, does it compel you at all to say your sorry? She's wrapped up in a blanket of lies and broken promises that no one ever meant to keep, yet she leaves herself so wide open. Do you care? Do you care at all that you're hurting someone who despite everything she's put through, she keeps herself wide...WIDE open, with welcoming arms held out to you even after you throw her down on the ground. Battered and bruised she gets up again and though shaking, she raises those arms to you once more. She smiles through the pain, she picks herself up off the ground even when it feels like her final breath is gone. She feels like she can't make it on her own. She won't leave you, never no matter what you do. And even knowing that, you'll push her again and again, knock her down time after time again. Its a never ending vicious cycle. never ending...never ending...until she really does take that last breath. never ending. Spare her three last words, I love you. That's all she ever says no matter what you do to her. Never ending...


The emoness of my own mind sometimes scares me. That all would make a good poem. It was deep was it not? Don't worry, I'm not a cutter or suicidal, that was just random sentences that I threw together and it was a burst of inspiration...weird inspiration but inspiration nonetheless.

So apparently, once again, I've done something cute unintentionally...I got a cheerleader tryout flyer and apparently its really cute that I want to try out....I don't know why...but apparently I'm cute. I got "Awwww" from each person who ripped the paper out of my hand and tryed to find out what it was.