I think maybe I will actually start again this time, since I got inspired by "Verses that Hurt."


MistakenI felt bad that one time after promMistaken
We were at my friend's house I walked out of this room where the girls slept
I saw this girl with shoulder-length hair these cute glasses and a purple shirt
Then I realized it was really my
boyfriend.


Big T-ShirtIt wasn’t anything special just an oversized, over worn, long-sleevedBig T-Shirt
T-shirt
I had just
hopped out of bed run out grab a bite
Looking like shit no makeup old, dirty jeans and an oversized T-shirt
Walking down the street headphones on not looking where
I’m going looking down
Hands in pockets bumping into you mutter apology hearing your voice at your response
Eyes drawn up seeing you there smiling glancing away blushi


Zach and JackThere once were two boys named Zach and Jack who were really, really white, not black Jack acted like an assZach and Jack
to one of Zachs friends,(a lass) and Zach decided that was wack
Zach found Jack doin Crack he poked and pushed him back Saying "you hurt my friend this I must mend" And then he gave him a SMACK


"Just Friends"Never in our whole relationship had there been an uncomfortable silence between us. From the moment we spoke at school, to the first time we went out in public together.."Just Friends"
all the way to the times when words were not needed to express our feelings. one look from you will always be worth a thousand words.
Now I realise, looks can also kill..
It started off innocently enough, as all friendships do. I never thought anything of it at the time, everything seemed so new. Making so many friends, who was to think this would be anything different? This would be something magical.
We enjoyed each others company,
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(*that means you)
It is very much appreciated
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Don't follow the herd - be yourself!
THE dA BESTIARY
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Labels? Okay, fine. I'm bisensual. Heteroflexible. And life-curious. That about covers it.
~ Morgan Torva
Actually, it took me few minutes to realize who this was.....
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A Freudian slip is when you say one thing and mean a mother.
Give a man a fire and he's warm for a day, but set him on fire and he's warm for the rest of his life.
-Terry Pratchet
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