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I don't know if I'm ever here anymore. No, it's not writer's block, it's Love, I can't fully appreciate the torture of a moment to write a good heart-wrenching piece. I get on and off, so don't feel offended if I don't respond to IM's

Basics:Myname's Ruth, I'm a girl,17, non-denominational christian that's not judgemental or homophobic. I'm a senior in high school and can't wait for college, I want to major in psychology, I want to help the teenagers who need help coping, or mending the scars that I have, and minor in creative writing. I'm in love with my amazing, beautiful, perfect boyfriend and best friend Jacob, he has my heart and I wouldn't want it any other way . My two betta fishes, Jacob Bear and Whiteside are my babies . A lot of my poetry is sad, but I'm not a sad person, I write moments, not dwell on them. I believe the meaning of life is anything you want it to be. I love all types of music, cheesy 80's, disco, classical, metal, rock, emo, techno, my two favorite bands right now are A Fire Inside (AFI) and The Cure. To most people I come off as quiet and smart, I don't consider myself either. I like most people but can't stand in their company for too long, teen angst drama doesn't appeal to me. Read my poetry and leave a comment, most times I'll respond with a thank-you or critique some of your peoms, I like to analyze, I'm a dreamer, thinker, nerd and lover. I really like zombie movies, I Love the ocean, I love being Loved and loving someone back, I like watching the clouds move, I like walking in forests, I love chocolate and cheesacake. I really don't like cheaters for personal reasons, they lose my respect. I don't hate the people who have done me wrong because they've made me a better, stronger person. I wish I had answers to my questions, especially the ones that start with "why?" but maybe, in some way, it's better that life is what it is. Ruth, leave a comment, let's be friends

Some of My Favorite Quotes:
Thinking is Bad-Me
Love wasn't meant to be understood by Mortals-Me
Emo boys kissing is Hot!-Me
Good Things Hurt-Me
When you fall in Love, they shove you out-Me
Don't give your heart to anyone who's willing to take it. They might as easily break it.-Me
I think the saddest thing in the world is when you Love someone wholeheartedly, they're right there in front of you, and knowing you can't have them. -Me
Never mind what I told you, do what I tell you-W.C. Fields
Just because there are two sides to every argumentdoesn't mean either one is right-anonymous
Why be influenced by a person when you already are one?-Martin Mull
Hard work never killed anybody, but why take a chance?-Charlie McCarthy
When Life is a Bitch, Kick it in the Ass!-Me
Sure, you're entitled to your opinion, I just won't care about it- Me
Hold my head up high, while you Cut my Throat-Reeka
Love and Hate are different sides of the same coin. One cannot exist without the other-Me
You may read my feelings but you can never feel my pain-Me (for anyone who's ever told me "I Know how you feel" No, Trust Me, You Don't, and You Never Will)
It's weird. Doesn't sound like you would write that because you're all friendly, and nice and , and this is all like KILL YOU!!!! :-X- Hunter after he read one of my poems
I Poop My Pants Because I Like It Dirty-Me
What If My Mouth Was Filled With Lava?-Me

Silver and Cold-AFI(hard to explain why I Love this song so much)
I... I came here by day, but I left here in darkness
And found you, found you on the way
And now, it is silver and silent, it is silver and cold
You, in somber resplendence, I hold
[Chorus:]
Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes, I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
(Your sins into me) Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one

Light, like the flutter of wings, feel your hollow voice rushing into me
As you're longing to sing
So I... I will paint you in silver, I will wrap you in cold
I will lift up your voice as I sink

Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one, now
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes, I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
(Your sins into me) Your sins into me

Cold in life's throws, I'll fall asleep for you
Cold in life's throws, I only ask you turn away
Cold in life's throws, I'll fall asleep for you
Cold in life's throws, I only ask you turn
As they seep... into me, oh, my beautiful one, now

Your sins into me
Oh, my beautiful one
Your sins into me
As a rapturous voice escapes, I will tremble a prayer
And I'll beg for forgiveness
(Your sins into me)
Your sins into me... oh

[Chorus]


*"[Untitled]"

*[Spoken]
We held hands on the last night on earth.
Our mouths filled with dust, we kissed in the fields and under trees,
screaming like dogs, bleeding dark into the leaves.
It was empty on the edge of town but we knew everyone floated
along the bottom of the river.
So we walked through the waste where the road curved into the sea
and the shattered seasons lay,
and the bitter smell of burning was on you like a disease.
In our cancer of passion you said, "Death is a midnight runner."
The sky had come crashing down like the news of an intimate suicide.
We picked up the shards and formed them into shapes
of stars that wore like an antique wedding dress.
The echoes of the past broke the hearts of the unborn
as the ferris wheel silently slowed to a stop.
The few insects skittered away in hopes of a better pastime.
I kissed you at the apex of the maelstrom and asked
if you would accompany me in a quick fall,
but you made me realize that my ticket wasn't good for two.
I rode alone.
You said, "The cinders are falling like snow."
There is poetry in despair, and we sang with unrivaled beauty,
bitter elegies of savagery and eloquence.
Of blue and grey.
Strange, we ran down desperate streets and carved our names in the flesh of the city.
The sun was stagnated somewhere beyond the rim of the horizon
and the darkness is a mystery of curves and lines.
Still, we lay under the emptiness and drifted slowly outward,
and somewhere in the wilderness we found salvation scratched
into the earth like a message.