8-25-8 pm 742
So I've just been livin life this year. Cool things have happened, and some really lame ones as well. But I am still writing poems, just not as many. Or as frequent. I dunno. I have a boyfriend now, and as much as I love him, most of what I've been writing is about how I really don't think I can stay with him if he's just going to be a shadow in my life, a spectator, "someone standing by my window with no sense to knock on the door." If I ever upload anything, you'll see where that's from.
But my brother's in California. Since February. So life has been pretty sweet. I guess my sister misses him & thinks I'm a fake person that doesn't deserve anything I have. But then I work for what I have, she has had so much handed to her, and I'm not fake. Just because I have a boyfriend doesn't mean she gets to weigh in on my life. So she can say whatever it is she wants to say and then just drop it. It's a waste of everybody's time to keep being jealous of all the things I have. Which is ridiculous cos I don't have fucking anything. I have a boyfriend. I have a life. I have my best friend in the world. & that's it. She just got handed a fucking computer & complained to her friends that whenever we do something it's "half-assed." Well fucking excuse me. If you didn't want a fucking computer then just say so & I'll fucking buy it from my dad...
... I apologize. This is where I vent. Cos she has no idea about anything... But my old things are still here, and one or two of them are pretty good. I'll post when I can. Sorry it's been forever.
11-25-7 pm 429
I have been trying to write something, anything, no matter the content, and nothing complete is coming out. It's all these unfinished pieces, as cliche as trying to put a puzzle together might sound, that's what it's like... But hopefully I'll grow out of that.
In the meantime, whereas I have nothing I've written to be happy about, I was at this amazing concert last week at the Fillmore in Detroit to see Motion City Soundtrack. If you haven't heard of them, I won't get angry. Not many ppl have, I guess. I went there with the person I thought could be my best friend. We bought The Little Black Book of Kama Sutra, and Justin Pierre signed it! We were officially the raddest fucking people anywhere near Detroit, but only because we don't believe that Brandon Boyd was there:) If you know who THAT is, then good for you. You were paying attention.
So I think I'll get back to doing what it is I do best: hangin out, listenin to some awesome tunes, and chillin with my people.
Ta!... for now:)
PEACE!
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~A Breaking Heart
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