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| after a while- veronica a. shoffstall After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul. And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security. And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises. And you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. And you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure ... That you really are strong, And you really do have worth. |
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| MUAHAHAH i got the poetry section before she did. :P take me home i think i'm gonna cry |
| i've learned- author unknown I've learned: That you can't make someone love you. All you can do is be somone who can be loved. I've learned: That trust takes years to build, and only seconds to destroy. I've learned: That it's taken me a long time to become the person I want to be. I've learned: That no matter how badly your heart is broken, the world doesn't stop for grief. |
| Ten Things I Hate About You- from 10 Things I Hate About You I hate the way you talk to me. And the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots. And the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick, it even makes me rhyme. I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around. And the fact that you didnt call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you- not even close, not even a little bit, not any at all... |
| -10/28/01- crista collins 5.686 seconds and my hair was already falling down. so cold, yes the wind it was burning me and you offered your jacket but i don't take jackets from boys. 7.185 minutes to your house and it was too far for walking but we walked anyway making fun of kids with cigarettes on the other side of the street."you can be my forever."it was like a promise but later you told me you didn't promise(freak.) the moment was like rainbows and good music except for that my toes were purple and my hair was already falling down but it was okay.it was beautiful. 10.1301 hours later your face, your s c i n t i l l ating facedarling was nice in my mind and i knew it was real when you came and watched me sing, smiling to the weird old ladies with dirty teeth just because you wanted to.surreal. 10.2701 days later and it was over because of weird reasons and the mood was not pretty. "i hope things will be normal."-yousaid "oh don't worry they won't be."it was like a threat but later i told you it was a promise(freakish.) my heart was all like--->THUMPTHUMPTHUMP.andyou better be glad i was counting, darling because i was almost falling,likemy hair on a windy night. |
| untitled- crista collins blunty, i want you real and free,but yet mine. im not singing for anybody but you. what is a promise worth when you're spooning with that girl-whatshername? (when i do actually know the name.) you said you would serenade me like you used to you said you sing me that song, the one you knew i liked so all of a sudden breaking girls' hearts becomes the trendy things to do and you were always such a trendy little bitch. "i lovehim/i hatehim"-i wrote dirty rants on aim to people that didnt care.so now i blame you for loving someone else, you are so SINISTER for loving the wrong person at the wrong time. thegoodboysarealwaystaken- ismy conclusive statement. and i hated the color red because you wore it so damn well. i won't sing for anyone anyone but you. |