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[aid] => mick
[title] => The days go by:☆
[time] => 2008-10-15 12:05:40
[hometext] => Not really a poem. more my life
[bodytext] => So i like me... If you don’t that’s okay.. Ill live.. im not into labels( as labeling myself that is) but i label you... i live in a *****ty town.. .the town of Burlington... my life is nothing but never ending drama... and thou nothing i want more than for it to end... im stuck here. Stuck because i need to be here.. no matter what i try to do to kill myself... it doesn't help.. i just keep bouncing back up... i like to drink... i like to chug a 5th of captain Morgan and then pass out in the park tree miles away from where i live.. i am so sick of loving because loving is sick of me.. i don't regret any of the things i do... unless.. ohh wait never mind i don't... i am a non conformist and i hate those of you that are... to be my friend i don't ask a great lot.. just that you;ll always be there to give me a helping hand when i fall. but since i know none of you out there are that trust worthy i am not your friends.. i do have some but they know who they are.. X_X... for those are people that i can depend on... not mentioning any of the names.. but there are several... you know who you are... i don't smoke pot unless im with people who do.. .pot is gross... i smoke Cigarettes... i know cancer face.. eww *****... well what ever deal with it... i am nothing more than a mere piece of white trash living in a world that walks all over me...abandoned and alone... for how long no one knows.. so don't try to help if you THINK you can.. try to help if you KNOW you can... my life is my pain... for its all i know...im bland... sometimes i wanna rock in a band... i am Bisexual.. if you don't like it.. tough.. im here and im part queer... so get used to it.. i am nothing in the world.. i don't believe in society.. society does not believe in me... i am here and i don't wanna be... i love blood and torturous things. gore is my hobby... to twist your bones and drink the fluids is my dream. to suck the jelly from your eyeballs and put it on my toast... drink your blood in a bowl of cereal... and maybe eat your skin for lunch.. i know im strange and i need to be rearranged... but what ever.. my life.... Do it up... ☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ Ok though. For real… that’s my life… I didn’t ask for it... But it’s what I got… I am 15 years old and I have nothing to do with anyone of my family members…. Except my grandmother. My grandma is the only family I have left… My mom died when I was 13. a week before Christmas.. I mean yeah the best Christmas present ever… having your mom die. My grandfather died 6 months before my mom past. I am not proud of the life that have. My mom’s husband (after she died) started sleeping with whores in MY MOTHERS bed. Then he started selling all of her stuff. The stuff that couldn’t be replaced with money… but only with love from my mother. I then started living with my aunt. (Boy that was a drag). She was always doing drugs and *****. Of course I kept to myself… then one day she got a call from DCF (department of children and families) saying that I rapped the ***** of for snorting her pain killers… Witch I didn’t because I ain't no rat. I have been smoking for almost seven years. And I do not plan on quitting any time now. I have been drinking since I was about eleven or twelve. I am an alcoholic who rather cuddle up with my bottle of Captain Morgan than go cuddle up with my significant other. I would rather watch a horror (gory) movie with my friends then watch a romantic type of movie with my boy/girl friend. I would run anywhere if my life depended on it. I walk every where I go just about. I love to drive… you will always see me driving. I am very independent in the things that I do.. I almost NEVER ask ANYONE for help… I just expect it to be there when I need it. I would rather go home and spend the night by myself then go to a concert with my friends… I hate people and people hate me. I am always with my friends… you will probably never see me with out them… unless I'm walking somewhere. I am so sick of everyones drama except my own… sometimes I am though.. I don’t know… well yeah so am probably like the most dumbest not SPED person ever… lol… I just wanna go to bed… all the time. I am always really tired. I don’t like to talk to people… but I talk A LOT… I am always talking to someone or myself… But I don’t know what else to say… this is my life… so tough… deal with it…. I am who I am [comments] => 0 [counter] => 232 [topic] => 55 [informant] => Edward_jarvis2000 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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