a fluctuation between skin and blankets

together we make history and irony.

sometimes, i wish i knew the chaos theory.

you told me to write your story one day. i said if i wasn't too busy i'd try.

"matching melodies to improv games (i miss the conversations" - jet lag & being nostalgic caused this

because when you don't know where to turn i hope you'll pick me out

but she's becoming almost selfish. // written for a friend because i'm worried about her.

there's a difference between being [temperamental] & [artistic]

Each line is for someone different. (put down the phone book child, and for once dial from your heart.)

childhood fantasies and mother goose rhymes re-written into something somewhat legible.

Max, you’re like a Christmas puppy in a red sweater; cute, adorable, and loveable. - Your secret admirer

Napoleon's hat was so much prettier than mine.

Perfection that didn't cost a dime.

Can't she admit that once upon a time she really was an innocent lil' girl who liked to play with play-do?

COMPLETE She’s a witty teen trapped in the borders of her small and eccentric neighborhood. Lulu soon finds her self battling with close friends, encountering situations she never dreamed of, and above all discovering who she really is.

But since when can it buy happiness?

Truth or dare? // "Dare me to avenge my past..."

"A special star, a cherished something, that people were talking about..."

"Like the words of Murphy; 'If anything can go wrong, it will.' Too bad she was never really a superstitious geek." Where this came from, I don't know. The results of a girl who's going crazy and suffering from a fever. Make what you want of it.

Three Wishes and a magic genie...What would you wish for? // Could I ask for fields of violets / Knowing they’re your favorite flower? / We might pick bouquets too big to carry / As we sing and frolic through the prairie. //

Fine, you tricked me. I'll admit it.

Sorry to my reviewers from before; I accidently deleted the poem so I had to repost. Shortest poem I've ever written...and I actually like too!

Crowned with a reef / Of myrtle leaves / Like a goddess / In ancient Rome... //

My infamous murderer

Racism, bullying, popularity and segregation...It's all things that everyone faces at school. Recently there was a subtle protest at my school against the 'Popular kids.' Just a poem about the subject. Please R&R

Written for my best friends.

I could pick your shadow / From a crowd of 100 / like the color orange / amongst gray's and blacks //

I don't think it's one of my best, but it got the point across and it subtly numbed my emotions.

Don't you hate it how people jude others because of who they hang out with and what they wear?

...Still when I see you smile, I pretend I know you still. And just for a little while, I hear you laugh again...