SaviDropKick.Oi.• Show poetry

• Last seen on Nov 2 1:30 PM. Member since March 30, 2008.
• I'm a pyrite eye poet for 1,065 comments.
• My mood is , and quote is "Mosh Pit Tonight. :].".
• I am a 13 year old girl from California (United States)
• When I'm not writing, I'm Going To A Local Concert And Moshing Til I Bleed..
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• I am in the groups A Dirty Pretty Group, A Glitter Scarred Mascara Teared Group, A day stained in blood The life of a c, Ademia, Ambercrest Kingdom, Beautiful Bisexual Women, Broken Butterflies Upon Bruised Roses, Classic Rock Poetry, Come Forth All Emos and Gothics, Darkfield Lunatic Asylum, Desert wolf pack, Diseased Minds, Do you want your poem read, DuctTaped Hearts n BarbedWire Feelings, Hopeless Romantics come together, Juggalo Family, Love or Life, Of Dreams and Nightmares, Papa Roach, PinUp Doll Disasters, Silkys Planet of Smoothness, The Archive, The Kingdom of Dragons, The Kingdom of Shadows, The Oasis Club, Theres Something Sexy About the Rain, To Write Love On Her Arms, lost in this world, xx Perfection Pills xx Puppet Pawns xx
• I have 1,065 comments, 6 contests, 3 columns, 233 poems, 4 stories, 6 journals

Poems I'm focused on

• So Did You Forget?[You Wish You Had My Life](American Man)

  So did you forget?
  We live in America.

  43 lines, 6 comments, May 5
• Unfinished.

  The divination of the body,
  the swelling of the soul,

  30 lines, 5 comments, May 1
• HeWasJustAnotherBrownEyedBoy[[ThatStoleMyHeart]]

  I'll keep calling.
  And wishing and dreaming.

  36 lines, 7 comments, April 19
• I Ache To Call You(Long To Call You)..Tell Me That You're Mine.

  28 lines, 16 comments, April 13

My Poetry

• [Tragedy; Chlorine Seeping From Her Eyes.].

  Tragedy; Chlorine Seeping From The Corners Of Her Eyes.
  

  53 lines, 7 comments, July 7
• [Big City Dreams And Mascara Stained Cheeks.]

  Big City Dreams And Mascara Stained Cheeks.
  Keep Your You High. Baby, It's

  24 lines, July 7
• [Tell Me That You Hate Me.]

  Baby,
  t-tell me it didn't end this way.

  30 lines, 2 comments, July 6
• Asphyxiated Plastyq Bitch.

  Selfish. Sick. Broken.
  

  41 lines, 11 comments, July 6

My Stories

• I'm The Girl.

  I'm the girl that sings in the shower with a house full of people listening to me. The girl who wears too much black, and has a killer smile like you wouldn't believe. I'm the girl that breakdances in Wal-Mart and knocks down

  366 lines, May 12. In <600 words
• Untitled, and Unfinished.

  I'm sitting in class, not really paying much attention to anything, the teacher's high, whiny voice was somewhere in the background. I keep my eyes down, the ice blue eyes that had given me my so fondly adorned nickname, Buzz

  169 lines, April 20. In <600 words
• Unfinished

  The seconds passed, turning into minutes which ticked away into hours. Drifting by with no visible end, leaving her stuck in a state of complete and utter terror. Fearing that with every passing second more andmore blood was

  114 lines, 5 comments, November 3, 2008. In <600 words

My other items

• Column: Juggalette/Lo Discrimination. at allpoetry
  
• Column: Juggahoe? at allpoetry
  
• Column: Juggalo Fam. Need To Read This Shit. MCL. at allpoetry
  

My journal entries

• Rejection: Line 1.

  Testing, Testing. Can any of you fucking hear me now? 1 I feel like i'm wearing cement shoes. Getting myself up and out of bed, and going anywhere feels useless. And void of any good. 2 I couldn't possibly care less what happens to me anymore. My heart only beats, to commence life. I feel like every pos

  June 20, 200 words. → 12 comments, Add one?
• [If It Weren't For Kris.....I'd Be Dead Right Now.]

  What is it about me that makes people so angry? The way I walk? Talk? Dress? Act? I can't be sure. All I know is it drives them up a wall, and they let me know. I broke down crying during the dance after my eighth grade grad ceremony. Kris of course, was the only one there to help me. He stayed with me all night, and

  June 13, 300 words. → 8 comments, Add one?
• [Why AM I Still Here?]

  Apathetic. Socio-Pathic. Yeah, That's me. The girl who everyone knows and yet, says nothing to. The one who gets fucked with ALL damn day, for EVERY damn thing. 1 So, today was like any other day. Got maybe a half hour or so of sleep, woke up to be screamed at, went to school, got picked on by Mathew, Tyler,

  June 8, 400 words. → 3 comments, Add one?

Guest Book

• Just Francesca. on October 21

  Savi...
  my darling daughter, i miss you so much.
  i often wonder how you are.
  i love you.
  
  Kels.
• xXBrutalRomanceXx on October 5

  my my my, arent we inviting? lol hi dear. wow i go to your page and automatically you tell me that you dont like me well anyways, im bored..............................................................
• Sai Amartya on September 27

  Hey Savi,
  Just dropping by to say hey and see how you are?
• SoulForSale : OMG!!! on September 20

  My dad is the singer of hagfish! George Stroud Reagan III! Ask me anything about him and I can tell you 'cuz... well, you know... He's my dad!!!
  
  P.s. I can also tell you how they got their band name... But it won't be pretty.

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