Ingredients for making a best friend's wedding day complete: two shots of vodka, one lost ring, and some very mean gunmen. Wait...what? After the gunshot went off, all I remember is feeling the blood on my head. And that's when this crazy mess started...

I started writing about one particular betrayal, and then it sort of blended into the other. Ha, they would both be completely disgusted to hear that they had any similarities with each other. Yay!

i remember your eyes

afer home from hospital.

These are some haikus about me obsessing over Rupert Grint, the actor. I think they're pretty hilarious, but others might not... The last haiku is my favorite.

No time for joy when one's trying to find a way and meaning in life's twisting maze. [Rhyming]

To Tyler, one of my very best friends. Please review!

About a boy,lovingliking a girl.

inspired by a line in juliets soliloquoy.

this is almost like a continuation of my previous poem Temptation... what do you think?

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“You are my ruler, my measure of what’s good in a man.” For J.B.

“Her laughter, like a thousand diamonds cracking into sand, into grit.” Red on yellow kills a fellow...

most of the words were taken from my poem word list... thanks kel!

you were mine.

Throughout their lives, Aubrianne and Brent have been stereotyped as the naive cheerleader and the quiet rebel. Yet, they have been inseparable since kindergarten. Now that they're beginning their adult lives, unexpected changes enter their friendship.

A tired conclusion.

Mmm...tasty!

Those eyes pierced me with their sorrow when I first saw them. If a picture is worth a thousand words, all the words I could say would not be enough to justify this painting. Read and Review.

I was actually just trying to find something to eat.

A walk through cold, sullen streets.