Welcome to my new quotes and poems page:)

all these are originals works by Yours Truly:)
(Most of the quotes arent mine though)

Here are some quotes

"You should just know that being a chubby girl is better because the quality of love you WILL receive will be slightly rare; and because of its rarity, it will be far, FAR greater than the love a cheerleader person will ever receive in her entire life." - Nick Marton

"love me for who i am,inside, not just for the body that carries me" -Nichole

"Suck IT!!!" :) i say this all the time at college

"Self-pity is one of the most unhappy and consuming defects that we know. It is a bar to all spiritual progress and can cut off all effective communication with our fellows because of its inordinate demands for attention and sympathy. It is a maudlin form of martyrdom, which we can ill afford." - Unknown

"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing." - Helen Keller

I will have more quotes later:) if you have any you would like to see here, email me at [email protected]

Here are some of my poems

you sit in the shadows of darkness
as you crawl toward me
begging for forgiveness.

But you have chosen this door
one too many times.

you start to cry, and I laugh thinking
what goes around comes around.

you wipe away your tears
almost ice because of the cold.

Cold on your shoulders and uncovered
chest, for you lost your shirt
when I set it on fire.

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Lonelyness is an emotion
everyone feels they should be
able to conquer

"I like being by myself" some say-but Can we??

Can we look out at the world
Full of families, couples and friends
and really scream "FUCK YOU"
in thier faces without the slightest yearn to
grow closwer?

People, as terrible as they
are.... as a whole only scary
in the mind.

SO WAKE UP TODAY!!!
make a friend and think outloud!!
Make a friends and the song of
happiness can begin today:)

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Moon so bright

Cant sleep a wink
all I do is think

Of the boy with nice hands ...

I lay down, listen to the radio
to dreamland is where i wish to go

Dream of purple pigeons and yellow kisses

Bloody shoes on the floor
Dont look beyond the bathroom door

Only pain and sadness await you

Writing down the words
to sentances they become

Never know the reason why
Suddenly i start to cry

Shadows of paintbrushes in a dirty mind.

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The Blind man sits and listens to the ships crawl
through the ocean like a snake across land.
He can feel it getting closer,
and closer to night.
He can play piano without missing a note.
He likes to hear himself talk.
His wife has a kind soul,
the only face he'll ever see.
They rock together on the swing.
He can feel it growing darker and darker.
He plays louder and louder.
It gets darker, he plays louder.
His wife has to leave

This is a poem that i read over and over in High School whenever i was hurt my a boy. Not a man, a boy:)

I'm Cut off,
I'm Stale
I'm dry of feelings and emotions for you,
You insensitive basturd without the slightest regard for me...
But that's okay.
Still in your heart,
Still in your life,
So you stabbed a dull knife in my back, and I didn't even know it was happening.
You turned it,
You twisted it,
But I did not bleed.
I may have died inside of you-
But these remains have brought me back,
And I'm going to be bigger than
you'll ever be.