today january 16th 2013
I was not going to write anymore until I have sex well that did not happen no sex but I like to write so here I am my mom be here sunday but I got to do somethings but I didn’t have sex I mean I did everything people wanted me to do go every [..more..]
Are we friends or we more? I’m not sure.
There is this boy and I am in love with him. And do things for him a little too much. He copies my math homework and uses my pencils because I love him and I want him to maybe love me too. He asks me a lot of things. Like if I have a boyfriend [..more..]
Future
I’m scared of loosing you to your new friends.
not the most common stiuation
today has been a pretty good day for me, but the thing is i felt someone eles today. there is this girl i felt her heart and i relly want to talk to her but i dont know how. jesus the one up in heaven let me feel her heart and he wants me to [..more..]
cried for you.
you held my finger in your little hand an would not let go i cried for you. you asked me to teach you how to tie your shoes an the next day you did them all on your own i cried for you. you had a bad dream at night an wouldnt leave my side [..more..]
My love
When I first met you. I remember seeing you and seeing that sparkle in your eyes. I remember looking at you and asking what your name was. what beautiful name it was.. When we first sat down and I bought you a warm meal and you looked at me and thanked me… I didn’t think [..more..]
An empty space..
Any empty space.. A vacuum inside.. Suffocating.. Distracting.. Disturbing.. Tears.. Wondering.. Dreaming.. And Waiting.. – Sandhya Mohan.
You Found Me
This boy saw me cutting and I don’t really know what to do. I was in the foyer to the girls and boys bathroom alone and I needed to cut. And so I started and then I heard this gasp and this kid my age was standing there watching as blood dripped from my wrists. [..more..]
He’s gone
He’s gone and I didn’t even say goodbye. At the age of 6 one November 6, 2006 I watched my own father fall to the ground and die. I felt helpless and broken. I didn’t talk for weeks and ate very little. I felt broken inside like apart of me had died with him. Now [..more..]
Why?
Why do people make fun of others? Why do people break hearts? Why do people Judge? Why do people Bully? My friend today ran into the bathroom threw up and cried because her two best friends lied to her face and had no shame in doing it. I felt terrible I hugged her and told [..more..]