I write this down as an escape.. Many who i write this to escape will never read it. And that i will not judge as you will not judge me. As everyone i the same yet so different

1st September 2010

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Change is amazing.

I need change.

I crave change.

So why is when eveyone else is changing, i am not!

1st September 2010

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One day i hope you get whats coming for you.

15th July 2010

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The Future

At school, we got given a huge talk about how the last two years of high school will decide where you are going in life. While listening i thought about my future and where i was going. I got scared, I couldnt see one, I didn’t know what i wanted to be anymore. I don’t want to think about then, i want to think about now. i want/ need to finish grade 10. I want to be a nurse and help those in the north of queensland, where most live in house, without the things we take granted for. I want to build beautiful houses and towers that touch the sky. I want to help mankind and stop wars. But, all these things to do at once is impossible and maybe i could do it in a lifetime, but how long is my lifetime? how long is anyone’s lifetime. There are so many things that you have to think about around this time in grade 10, and right now i don’t want to make a descion. but, then it’s not about what I want, it about what I need.

9th July 2010

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there is a strange feeling in the air tonight

9th July 2010

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you say im feral, bogan and that i dress like an idiot

but who are you kidding, your just some dumb slut, who will get no where in life

9th July 2010

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Man is harder than rock and more fragile than an egg.

9th July 2010

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IM REALLY HATING ON YOU AT THE MOMENT!!

I hate you with a passion

Everyone thinks your the best person to every walk in the house..

i know who you really are.. some dirty slut from the street

5th June 2010

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So much to say, so little time

I want to say everything now.

but, if i do, then that might scare you.

so i’ll wait untill another day.

5th June 2010

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I see you in my dreams at night.

i see you, but, yet you have no face. i see you, walking in my dreams most night. i wonder who you are. are you my hero, my saviour, my life that is to come. i wish to ask, but, as i run towards you, you turn away. i just need to ask you two things; who are you? and why do you have no face?

5th June 2010

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Miserable at Best-Mayday Parade

Katie, don’t cry, i know. 

 your trying your hardest.

And the hardest part is letting go

of the nights we shared

Ocala is calling and you it’s hauntingBut compared to your eyes, nothing shines quite as bright

And when we look to the sky, its not mine, but i want it so.