sooo... i havent posted on here in ages.
about that.
i havent written anything since my little "episode" in music last friday. the one before last. miss pell took my poem.
bitch.
and ive had a shitload of homework to do, and one of my assignments, i have no idea what hes talking about.
:P to you too mr cousins.
ive been really depressed lately.
idk why? its weird.
Bad Emo Poetry
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Bandages
The bandage of my wrist
a mark of my shame/pride
music in my ears
drowning out the voice,
that tells to me
whispers to me,
'do it, just do it
it wont hurt
not much anyway'
her voice twisting
insinuating through my mind
that 'if only you did,
what i wanted,
i woundnt need to make you
hurt'
yeah...
its about schizophrenia
and stuff
The bandage of my wrist
a mark of my shame/pride
music in my ears
drowning out the voice,
that tells to me
whispers to me,
'do it, just do it
it wont hurt
not much anyway'
her voice twisting
insinuating through my mind
that 'if only you did,
what i wanted,
i woundnt need to make you
hurt'
yeah...
its about schizophrenia
and stuff
Saturday, February 5, 2011
homophobia
http://www.365gay.com/news/ask-the-expert-does-hateful-language-lead-to-violence/
http://www.365gay.com/news/ark-board-member-who-posted-anti-gay-rant-to-quit/
http://www.365gay.com/news/gay-minnesota-teen%E2%80%99s-death-a-suicide/
http://www.365gay.com/news/lawmaker-introduces-bill-discouraging-gay-families-in-utah/
http://www.365gay.com/news/bullying-laws-give-scant-protection/
http://www.365gay.com/news/ark-board-member-who-posted-anti-gay-rant-to-quit/
http://www.365gay.com/news/gay-minnesota-teen%E2%80%99s-death-a-suicide/
http://www.365gay.com/news/lawmaker-introduces-bill-discouraging-gay-families-in-utah/
http://www.365gay.com/news/bullying-laws-give-scant-protection/
Friday, February 4, 2011
I HATE MS WEBB
MS WEBB IS EVIL
I DISLIKE HER VERY MUCH
i also dislike the song we have to do in music coz if her.
missy higgins's Steer. now, normally i dont mind missy higgins, but theres something about that particular song that annoys the hell outta me.
lalalalalalala.
plus i found out that jenny isnt coming in till tuesday, and i really want to talk to her.
/not thinking about oscars arm not thinking about oscars arm not thinking about oscars arm
gah
and onto my poems.
today they are really crap
(in geography)
i feel sick
roiling in my belly
my head hurts (it still does)
i need some panadol
or nurofen
that tastes like M&Ms
or perhaps i shouldnt
ive been taking heaps
lately
it might fuck me up
more than i already am
in music yesterday
your voice drones on
telling me things i knew
years ago
you say youll teach us
how to read the music
i knew that
years ago
you say things
about performing solo
i did that
years ago
you say things about
aural stuff
i did that
years ago
maybe i should tell her i have grade 5 pass with credit
should i?
aaanyway
this heat is disgusting. its 10 past 8pm and i still feel like im melting. my hair isnt helping
///
who likes brent corrigan?
not really, im just bored and kinda stuck on what to write
blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaugh
in other news:
there's apparently a movie called 'elektra luxx'
its about a pregnant porn star
not quite sure how that works ;/
its meant to be comedy
hrmm we'll see...
oh yeah, i went to my new ballet class on wednesday. 37C heat. black tights and leotard. criminal.
just FYI, ballet HURTS like a fucking bitch
we had technique, and at the time i was like
"oh this is alright"
but now?
"AAARGH DEAR GOD MOTHER FUCKER CUNT"
my leg musles are sore.
I DISLIKE HER VERY MUCH
i also dislike the song we have to do in music coz if her.
missy higgins's Steer. now, normally i dont mind missy higgins, but theres something about that particular song that annoys the hell outta me.
lalalalalalala.
plus i found out that jenny isnt coming in till tuesday, and i really want to talk to her.
/not thinking about oscars arm not thinking about oscars arm not thinking about oscars arm
gah
and onto my poems.
today they are really crap
(in geography)
i feel sick
roiling in my belly
my head hurts (it still does)
i need some panadol
or nurofen
that tastes like M&Ms
or perhaps i shouldnt
ive been taking heaps
lately
it might fuck me up
more than i already am
in music yesterday
your voice drones on
telling me things i knew
years ago
you say youll teach us
how to read the music
i knew that
years ago
you say things
about performing solo
i did that
years ago
you say things about
aural stuff
i did that
years ago
maybe i should tell her i have grade 5 pass with credit
should i?
aaanyway
this heat is disgusting. its 10 past 8pm and i still feel like im melting. my hair isnt helping
///
who likes brent corrigan?
not really, im just bored and kinda stuck on what to write
blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaugh
in other news:
there's apparently a movie called 'elektra luxx'
its about a pregnant porn star
not quite sure how that works ;/
its meant to be comedy
hrmm we'll see...
oh yeah, i went to my new ballet class on wednesday. 37C heat. black tights and leotard. criminal.
just FYI, ballet HURTS like a fucking bitch
we had technique, and at the time i was like
"oh this is alright"
but now?
"AAARGH DEAR GOD MOTHER FUCKER CUNT"
my leg musles are sore.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
Beginnings
Basically, when i'm bored in class, (which is alot) i have a tendency to write bad emo poetry (and randon phrases and stuff).
I thought I'd be really lame and uncool and post them on the interweb, in my own personal blog.
Sad isn't it?
So, here goes.
Self Hate Crowned Queen
Tears leak from between my fingers
expressions of missing you.
Blood drips from my arm
evidence of my clumsiness.
Confusion reigns because I'm numb,
and you're not there
to make it go away.
pain rips through my chest,
my belly,
my arms,
my legs.
Self-hate crowned queen
Education
I want an education, just not yours.
Hatred
Shivers run down my spine.
Hatred turns to ice,
ice turns into fire,
and back into ice.
I wrote another one but it isn't quite finished.
Tell me what you think.
I thought I'd be really lame and uncool and post them on the interweb, in my own personal blog.
Sad isn't it?
So, here goes.
Self Hate Crowned Queen
Tears leak from between my fingers
expressions of missing you.
Blood drips from my arm
evidence of my clumsiness.
Confusion reigns because I'm numb,
and you're not there
to make it go away.
pain rips through my chest,
my belly,
my arms,
my legs.
Self-hate crowned queen
Education
I want an education, just not yours.
Hatred
Shivers run down my spine.
Hatred turns to ice,
ice turns into fire,
and back into ice.
I wrote another one but it isn't quite finished.
Tell me what you think.
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