ohhh. my hands r cut up, my stomach is growling, my muscles ache, and i dont seem to care emo . there must be something wrong with me but whatever. i havent been able to get on due to the fact that i have been running from the guy i got the laptop from. blaugh he is soo stupid. i walked into a bar and hid under a chair. he seemed to be high but o well. how stupid could you be not to check under the chair? confused i am not sure if i am being over confident or not but he seemed stupider than a possom. rofl it was funny but it couldnt top what he did after that. rofl he got a couple drinks, got drunk and started yelling his secrets out to the bar. rofl apparently the guy sleeps in a oncees covered in four-year-old dinasours and sucks his thumb. i couldnt stop laughing and had to run out of the bar. the poems that were written before seemed a little violent so i am going to add another one that is less violent. here it is:
many times i have seen you,
many times ive wanted you to come,
many times i have asked you,
can i walk you home?
and many times you said,
i must walk alone.
many times ive whatched you in class,
many times i have seen you stand for yourself,
and many times i wish i could help.
many times i gave you gifts,
many times i tried to tell you my feelings,
i asked you again,
if i could walk you home,
and a different answer came,
you said yes and we started walking.
many times i had dreamt of this day,
and many times i was put down,
finally you had said yes,
finally i was with you alone,
and finally i could tell you how i felt.
you turned to me and started to speak,
you told me how you felt but all i heard was,
i love you.
i wrap my arms and say,
i love you to,
and many times i wanted to tell you.
i hope you like it. the person that left the others was violent and strange. well bye bye. i will try to get back as soon as possible.
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mystery and blood with a mix of somewhat of a romance