all my writings come from the inspiration to not write like the person next to me. and rarely are they about me.
i disgust even myself, i am nothing. so i've been taught, so i'll accept.
that's a heads up.
THE COOLEST KID EVER [HERO?!?]: staci mariah durden; [born september 23, 1991]; this is for you. when we're all old and gray; sitting in front of a television, acting like we're playing marioKART, in our flannel and blankets; with riley stuffed at our feet; we'll say to eachother: "coming in the with, they're shaped like boxes. oKNOWkwo, he copied my whole essay word for word? martha's garland and greek dress, "i'll be right back." hatboy; he really has no gender you know. lightsabers, they make the lights go out at tarjay. if we join the army; the last thing i'll hear is: "i'm sorry" [squeaky voice]. cartwheels that split pants, right down the middle. diary of a mad black woman, her name is shaneekwa. glenn: i am whitey and i'm throwing a bible. i have the worst taste in guys. [with joooey as an exception; =]!] semi-pokemon battles at school. handing out our valentines. our mothers having the weirdest conversations. naruto can't hang, you're doing it for your brother?!? evolution of dance; vsider zeus. brady bunch comes on at 4:30; the lesbians need me. making sure there's no crust on my peanut-butter sandwiches or no show for you. black baby baseball, everyone knows that part so it doesn't count. billie jean, don't stop believing, beat it, guy love! hey girl hey is the hallway chant. [i'm sure there's more, but why confuse the people any further?]
i disgust even myself, i am nothing. so i've been taught, so i'll accept.
that's a heads up.
THE COOLEST KID EVER [HERO?!?]: staci mariah durden; [born september 23, 1991]; this is for you. when we're all old and gray; sitting in front of a television, acting like we're playing marioKART, in our flannel and blankets; with riley stuffed at our feet; we'll say to eachother: "coming in the with, they're shaped like boxes. oKNOWkwo, he copied my whole essay word for word? martha's garland and greek dress, "i'll be right back." hatboy; he really has no gender you know. lightsabers, they make the lights go out at tarjay. if we join the army; the last thing i'll hear is: "i'm sorry" [squeaky voice]. cartwheels that split pants, right down the middle. diary of a mad black woman, her name is shaneekwa. glenn: i am whitey and i'm throwing a bible. i have the worst taste in guys. [with joooey as an exception; =]!] semi-pokemon battles at school. handing out our valentines. our mothers having the weirdest conversations. naruto can't hang, you're doing it for your brother?!? evolution of dance; vsider zeus. brady bunch comes on at 4:30; the lesbians need me. making sure there's no crust on my peanut-butter sandwiches or no show for you. black baby baseball, everyone knows that part so it doesn't count. billie jean, don't stop believing, beat it, guy love! hey girl hey is the hallway chant. [i'm sure there's more, but why confuse the people any further?]
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- I'm a dusted garnet poet for 1 comments.
- I am a girl from Florida (United States)
- When I'm not writing, I'm in school i suppose..
- I have 1 comment, 15 poems
My Poetry
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It's never a good idea to have your parents thrust you into something they know nothing about. I'm sure deep deep down, they know it's crue26 lines, October 22
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'goody goody gumdrops and ice cream. candy and unicorns for all.' the radio blasts more sickening drippy sweet lyrics at me, almost like it knows i will fling myself from the bed just to stop the strangeness.20 lines, October 18
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every couple afternoons or so,
i walk up the little dusty lane.39 lines, 1 comment, September 25
