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Sunday, March 8, 2009 @10:38 PM

Say Sorry
SHUT UP & APOLOGIZE

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I had a really shitty day and I felt oppressed, and left behind. You see, my friends aren't always there for me like you'd think friends would be, especially not the person that I would've--two years ago--considered to be my closest friend in the entire world. I feel detached from all that is real most of the time, and that is when I write the best.

So this piece I dragged up from the inside of me. I act pretty poorly when I feel shitty (which is quite often lately), so I kind of wrote this piece to say that yes, I can say things for the way I act and yes, I do feel like an idiot for not being a nice person.

But you know, they could step down from (or probably, more likely, fall off of) their fucking pedastals and admit that they're not the best, either.

& PROFILE

STIX
.mate.feed.kill.repeat.
18 December 1992.
i do not capitalize when i write poetry.

& LOVES

Family.
Friends.
Mitch.
Boys.
Pretty girls.
A drug-free world.
Kisses on the forehead.
Slipknot, Metallica, & Mozart.
Hugs.
Touch&beTouched.
Love&beLoved.

& SPEAK
shh, i'm always here for you.

& ARCHIVES

February 2009
March 2009
June 2009
July 2009
August 2009
September 2009
October 2009
November 2009
December 2009
January 2010
February 2010
March 2010
April 2010
July 2010
November 2010


& RESOURCES

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