Now she walks through her sunken dream

I have so much to say
yet, I cannot type it here
-- hindering me, it would appear
afraid it'll be used as hearsay

so many emotions
I wish to state it all
but, it would result in my downfall
these thoughts could fill the oceans

I long for something
for any sort of twist
my life needs an assist
even if it isn't the right thing

I believe it is necessary
even if it is just some dope
anything to help me cope
I desire to feel merry

but what I really want is lust
lust that is acted upon
something not forgone
physical attraction, a must

So won't you just let me be

I have got a problem
a problem with this annoyance

Leave me alone, please
quit doing this to me!

so many people keep hurting me each day

I've got a feeling

100th post....
weird

furry feline, rubbing her caramel splattered face on my hand

she is the epitome of innocent

anyway, moving on.

I am fairly certain that Paul was singing of his lustful feeling, many would argue love though

maybe it is my current state of mind throwing in some bias, or maybe it is true....

"Ive got a feeling that keeps me on my toes"

yearn, crave, long for, lust

and then I tell her, as I turn off the light, my darling you were wonderful tonight

Viktorria, I love you<3

If I stared too long, I'd probably break down and cry

Talking to Viktorria is an exhilarating experience

anyway.

I feel like I should make a romantic advance
but the risk, I don't think it is worth the chance

maybe if I used some creepy, crafty attract-a-lover spell
but honestly, if he discovered, it would just repel

One can only hope the feelings are reciprocated
and then, well then, I will have waited for a belated, yet lustily stated romantic decree
maybe we'll have dated,
if only.

but alas, alas alas
I am one shy little lass

you would never feel this way
nor would my feelings stay

you see, it is actually more of an infatuation
not a true dedication, or invitation.
I do wish to invite you, invite you to an inappropriate place
this place being my room, in my sight, you would surely loom
if only.


nonsense often spoken,
eye contact is broken

I've Just Seen a Face....

falling, yes I am falling
and she keeps calling me back again


Wow, today.
I respect viktorria's literary magicness that created infinite lulz.
I wish someone saw what happened
how he, he.... he ______?!
<3

I Might Even Be a Rockstar?

"Sometimes I walk a little faster
In the school hallway just to get next to you
Some days I spend a little extra time
In the morning just to impress you

Guess you don't notice, guess you don't need this
Sad, you're not seeing what you're missing
On the outside shying away
On the inside dying to say

I'm unusual, not so typical
Way too smart to be waiting around"

I love the first two verses of that song.
Oh, I love Miley Cyrus too.

<3

I've Got My Mind Set On You

I have myself a little goal, yep.

by the end of June I will have accomplished this.

:):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):):)


I hope.....

I'm getting excited just thinking about doing it...

.....not like that

I think MyCy fanfiction is amazing.


Viktorria is too far, being that she isn't here.

George Harrison's voice is soothing<3 id="gwProxy" type="hidden">

power of soul

My. World. Keeps. Tumbling. Down.

Who needs the reasons...
Who tells us why...

I hate all that it has become.

"NOTICE ME. NOTICE ME." My heart says as it beats merciless in your presence.
Smile in my direction at least...

behind a wall of illusion

why must everyone hurt me?
why must they make it a hobby?
a task for personal gain?
they make effort to inflict distress.

I can think of 5 people off the top of my head.

I cannot breathe, and I wish I had someone to talk to.


I wish my homework was done so I can back to sleep.


I legitimately hate life, mine, yours, his, HERS, theirs.

We should all just die.

I'm Done

I'm done with this bullshit
I'm done with absorbing
I'm done with agreeing

I'm done with being let down
I'm done with silly gossip.
I'm done with lies.

I'm done with betrayal
I'm done with crying
I'm done with yelling

I'm done with this
I'm done with that
and most of all,
I'm done with living.

'new post'

I am always drawn to click it.
But when the window comes up, I never know what to write?

Do I fill the box with my unrequited desire?
Do I fill it with witty remarks about the days events?
Do I manipulate lyrics to fit my life, emotions, and feelings?

Do I mention how I feel like a total bitch ignoring my mother?
Do I ask if it is a good idea?


I think I will stick to the first one.

Oh, I am engulfed with lust.
Engrossed with desire

What a fucking creep, they think

I sigh, and of course I agree.

hot child in the city

I wish to be kissed passionately, and perfectly.

So perfectly that I can lose all memories, and all kisses before that.

I have never been kissed that way, please show me what it is like

in rsponse to a blog I wrote earlier

the one with Math and all
it can see if it wants. Math has left m grasp. I'm back to not understanding it, Math that is, not it.
I'm pretty sure no one understands this, which is somewhat good, I guess.
I still do not want iiit, but rather writing. I've always been a fan of writing, you know? Writing, as a broad subject has been my favorite type of English. I specifically like writing notes. So now I want notes. I will do pretty much whatever I can to receive notes.
I still do miss Math though

To rage, or to cry.

That is the question

lately, it is much easier to make me angry.
keep this in mind,

little things that have been triggering my inner rage lately

1) solid, BRIGHT colored pants.
electric blue is not mean to be worn on your legs.
sorry scene kids, give it a rest, for me?
2) alot. ALOT. it isn't a word ALLOT, is a word, a verb to be specific (to divide or distribute by share or portion; distribute or parcel out; apportion) it is "a lot"
3) sophomores.
4) people crowding around, standing in a circular crowd, or in a hallway.
5) this girl. D:<<<
6) my kitten. she's a trouble maker.
7) boys, in general
8) when I cannot sleep
9) when I feel insignificant, like from the hours 7:30am to 3pm
10) being sad
11) the fact that I am so angry these days.
12) not having Viktorria in a class.
13) being lonely

TOP 10 reasons

Why I hate my life

reason one: school, in general, too much of it.
reason two: my classes, my general lack of friends in said classes
reason three: CP Biology with 30 sophomores. 30 sophomores. 30 sophomores.
reason four: lack of Viktorria in my overall life
reason five: mom drama
reason six: I'm unable to draw attention
reason seven: I saw multiple girls with clothing that I own. Or some variation of it
reason eight: fucking heat at school
reason nine: all I want to do is sleep, and school/homework is in the way
reason ten: the amount of little immature children at school blocking my path each day.

at the risk it'd might see

it may see that this is not about it, nope.
this is in fact about math.

math in english.

math being amazingly...gah

anyway, I should not worry that it may see this, because you know, not even they see this.

but if it did, it'd see that I do not care to go forth with it, but in fact, I may transfer my studies to math


enough with that random nonsense.

If I was only allowed to listen to one thing for the rest of m'life, you can bet it'd be the beatles

they have enough songs, it's like the Beatles have their own subgenres.

love it,

just remember, happiness is a warm gun.
good thing I'm not armed.