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It started out with simple words,
In time, only a dot.
A large, strong hand envelopes mine,
She says, “You’re all I’ve got.”

Our allies drop down one by one,
And leave just you and me.
A ball and chain around my ankle,
I’m not wise enough to see.

Fast forward, to my dark ages
When I wanted nothing more
Than to take the coward’s shortcut
And drop my life to the floor.

You screamed and cried and beckoned me
Kept begging me to stay.
For my good, or for your hopelessness,
I know not either way.

A skip and a jump lead to today,
When I know without a doubt
The only thing my heart desires
Is the freedom to be let out.

I fight myself with every waking moment
For I know not what to do:
To fly and discover myself out there
Or to stay and sit with you.

I begin to feel the weight of these chains
That are meant to keep me down
But these city lights, they suffocate me
The longer you keep me around.

Finally, the levy breaks
And I choose my emancipation
And as I pull on my restraints,
I shudder with anticipation.

So soon, I see the day approaching
To rescue me from the night
That has kept me in darkness all these years
I count the days until I see the light

My plans were once to fly up north
And leave breadcrumbs for me to track
But tonight, this fire burns inside
And I say, “I can’t come back.”

But something inside you snaps, I hear it
And you fall to your knees
With one crack in your voice and one in your heart,
“I just can’t let you leave me.”

So desperate are you for love, my dears,
That you come to me for help
For the approval and love that you need so badly
When I can barely love myself.

But I am capable of loving you,
‘Tis one thing I know for sure
And I know that I must stay with you
While my heart still aches and yearns.

So I pack up my dreams again
In a box on the highest shelf
And I peak, now and then, as a solemn reminder
That my heart is somewhere else.

There is another inside myself
I hope to someday find.
But I still feel the guilt of that lingering urge
To leave you all behind.

My favorite Facebook status updates

So, here are my favorite facebook status updates since I got facebook last January. These are the ones I consider my most honest, and/or my most poetic.

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So I found this Facebook app that can show me all of my Facebook status updates that I've ever posted, it's amazing. I'm posting them here. Most of them are quotes from people and songs, and a lot of them are repeated because I kept making corrections/improvements and reposting them. I'm gonna post my favorite ones in a minute.

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I was not born a heretic

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Edit: This reads like I'm trying to sell the reader a different god than the one they're used to, but that's not what it's meant to say. Basically I'm just describing how I understand God, in contrast to how I've been taught my entire life to understand God.


Kwiz.Biz Kwiz!

What Will My Chemical Romance Try or Do To You?
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Gerard will do/try to: strip infront of you
Mikey will do/try to: take a shower with you
Ray will do/try to: kill you
Bob will do/try to: kiss you
Frank will do/try to: kiss you
They will All do/try to: give you their phone numbers
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CobraCam.tv, Season 2 Episode 1 ::squee::

Okay, so I'm sorry, I saw this was gonna happen and I hit Print Screen as fast as I could:

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Ah, man. They really are just asking for the slash.

And I love how they both immediately start screaming afterward, but then Ryland just starts laughing while Gabe keeps on screaming. Priceless.

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And on top of that, the rainbow flag you can make out in the background?

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Nothing really funny about this one, but...
Ay, my Suarez, so handsome. ::handchest::


You Make Me Sick. Literally.

Wrote this a few weeks ago about a certain ex-girlfriend (who is on my f-list, and I really hope she sees this). Fucking. Fuck.

My past follows me every time I leave the room.
It’s just looking for an ending, a home with sunshine and flowers in bloom.
Last night you came to me and I tried to treat you right.
I still can’t believe I did, especially without a fight.
I took you in my arms and I gave you all of my respect;
Surprising, though, as I always say that chivalry is dead.
And it is, because when I took your hand and treated you like a lady,
You showed me your true colors, which are dark, and filthy, and shady.
Thus, in my harlequin attempts, I tried to make you mine.
I even said I’d share you, as we three would intertwine.
In all of this, I learned more of myself than I did of you.
I learned of our past memories, and how they’d never be subdued.
The thought alone makes me feel filthy, that you’ll always be around.
I just wish you’d go away from me, that you’d leave without a sound.
I’ve realized that it might be me who can’t let go just yet.
I wish I could erase your smile, I wish I could forget.
In the morning, when I woke up alone, I knew this wouldn’t be easy.
To know that I still dream of you makes me feel dirty and quite queasy.
I still feel you breathing down my neck and lingering about,
As I lean over this toilet bowl and turn my insides out.

This feels like it's not done. And if Line 13 is any indication, I'm not sure it ever will be.


Writer's Block: Who's your BFF?

Who is your oldest friend (i.e., the friend you have known the longest)? How often do you see or talk to each other? Do your close friends tend to stay the same year after year or change over time?

My oldest friend would have to be Melissa, we've known each other for about 9 years now. We used to the best of friends, spending almost every waking moment with each other. Now, not so much. After I skipped a grade and she didn't, we definitely drifted apart. Now we go to the same school, but only see each other two or three times a week, and it's not really to chat or hang out like we used to. So.

My second oldest friend, though, is Jessica. We've known each other for 6 years and we're still best friends. We see each other literally every day, because we go to school together, have lunch together, and go home together, we're both in band, and we hang out on most weekends as well.

Before high school, my close friends fluctuated with each year. But, I've had the same best friends since Freshman year. The only thing that's changed is that I've made more.

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