16.10.04
sorry

hey ben, no you didnt slaughter my name lol. oh and hey you shouldnt say youre poetry is bad, its good!

sorry lol im probably like ruining this whole thing with all my random thoughts, but i dunno i write a bunch of stuff that i dont like, but sometimes i just think of random sentences or something so yes. lol sorry jordan, tell me when youre ready for me to stop my random posts! until then though, heres some dumb thing i was thinking about thats not even near poetic lol.

i always think about whether or not i ever cross your mind, if you ever become consumed with our memories, with what i would call your mistakes like i do. but deep in my heart i know the truth, i always have...i know you dont think about me. the only time you do is when someone speaks my name, and even then its only for a split second when you just picture my face...and then the moment is gone. youre back to thinking about her, or anything else besides me. you dont miss me, you dont even care about me. you dont regret a word of what you did to me, and i know this. dont try and play off the fact that you know what youve done to me...like it or not, i know you. i hate the person youve become, but even more than that i hate the person ive become because of you. i remember you kept saying "because of me, because of a boyfriend" god, are you stupid? NO, BECAUSE OF MY BEST FRIEND! dont you get it, you were so much more to me than that, i would have given anything for you. dont ever tell me again that you loved me more than you have ever loved anyone in your entire life. i cant believe you had the guts to say that to me. if thats true, how the hell do you let that go? you dont! dont you get that? what is wrong with you? what is happening inside of you that could have possibly posessed you to do this to me! i told you never again to tell me that you love me or that you care about me. i told you we couldnt be friends. and look at us, i finally found the courage in myself to stand up to you, and i havent talked to you in about 4 months. theres days when i want to, i want to reach out to you so badly to see if you're ok. ive heard rumors, rumors that youre doing bad shit...you are so much better than that. but then when im preparing myself to say what i need to say to you, something changes my mind. i see you and realize that maybe you are happier now... maybe im over-reacting. i dont hate, you kept saying that to me. i dont, even though sometimes i do say it. you make me so angry! you hurt me more than i have ever imagined a person could ever hurt me. and it was you, my best friend. you stabbed me in the back, you ripped me apart with no apologies. "i wonder if youre happy or just glad to see me scarred" god sometimes i just think about everything...all the memories, and wonder how it is you can be this way? those memories were amazing, more than most people feel in a long time...you threw it away. i still dont see your reasoning, you tried to explain it, but its still no use. ill continue wishing for a very long time that you'll come back. the only thing that could take this longing out of me is someone else. someone to fill that void you so selfishly left inside me. i still long for you, miss you with each breath, the only hope i still own is that for you to acknowledge me again as yours. but of course, i know deep inside me, that my deepest fears have come true, they have been true for a while now...you dont love me anymore.

--sorry i know thats long, i just had to vent. pathetic, i know i am.

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# linkage.
aaron.
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bad poets society.
ben.
dani.
the end is near.
i dont own emotion. i rent.
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lonely for the last time.
rosiebc6.
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set my heart alight.
soph.
suicidiaries.

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# rules.
yes, sadly, there are rules. just cause im a control freak and i like our blog looking all nice. so. numero uno. no capitalization. unless it is absolutely necessary to the structure of your poem, no one wants to see it. numero dos. no apostrophes. i hate them, and theyre stupid. numero tres. no spelling errors. sorry for those of you who are slightly illiterate. but its hard to read poetry if it is fricking spelled wrong. numero quatro. sign your poems. ill take credit for them otherwise...*evil grin*. awesome. other than that, nothing else so far. you can use whatever font/size you want. any type of poem. etc. thank you.

# us.
name: jordan.
age: 15.
called: jo, dino, jooutthewindow, georgia.
contact: beckham2590@hotmail.com

awesome.

pastimes: writing, drawing, soccer, rowing, swimming, cello.
people: you know who you are.

not so much.

people: you know who you are.
things: juniper bushes, society, life. probably you, too.

music.

artist: green day, linkin park, jimmy eat world, evanescence, autopilot off, blink-182, simple plan, etc.

name: danielle.
age: 15.
called: dani, t-rex, daniel, wingy, doneal*a*thon, psycho.
contact: winged-one@comcast.net

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pastimes: soccer, wakeboarding, music.
people: not me.

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people: boys(lol, most but not all), he who must not be named.

music.

artist: korn, linkin park, staind, strata, disturbed.

name: dorota.
age: 17.
called: dorota, d, dorito, roacha...basically anything.
contact: kurczaczek91@hotmail.com

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pastimes: rowing, swimming, viola, reading, just chilling and shaking my booty.
people: everyone who is nice and not michelle tillman.

not so much.

people: michelle tillman and all those bitchy whores out there.
things: sharks, jellyfish, and seaweed.

music.

artist: anyone.

name: bailey.
age: 16.
called: bay, bail, foomelody, crack whore.
contact: sportsgirlmidfield@hotmail.com

awesome.

pastimes: soccer, poetry, rocking out, people watching.
people: anyone who doesnt piss me off right away.

not so much.

people: anyone with a bad aura.
things: not being able to breathe under the covers.

music.

artist: foofighters, queens of the stone age, nirvana, black rebel motorcycle club, and many many others.

name: sophie.
age: 15.
called: sophsta, fefe, soph, soapie, the list goes on.
contact: wicked_lemons@yahoo.com

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pastimes: writing, art.
people: david bowie.

not so much.

people: pretentious people, and idiots who think theyre smart. theyre not.
things: math and spelling.

music.

artist: placebo, david bowie, new order, joy division, and the yeah yeah yeahs.

name: ben.
age: 15.
called: ben.
contact: Nerdsworld5643@aol.com

awesome.

pastimes: violin, reading, hanging out.
people: mes amis.

not so much.

people: no idea.
things: bananas.

music.

artist: anyone.

name: aaron.
age: 14.
called: aaron, asshole, raisin, furtard(why thats been extended to me, god only knows) whatever you want.
contact: newbluechampion666@hotmail.com.

awesome.

pastimes: baseball, sleeping, procrastinating, poeming.
people: who knows.

not so much.

people: The list is at 5 pages.
things: stairs, and broken headphones.

music.

artist: (this is gonna be long) everclear, cradle of filth, marilyn manson, metallica, linkin park, AFI, dave matthews band, everlast, spearhead, yellowcard.

name: michael.
age: 15.
called: evoldous, psycho child.
contact: mbhultman@msn.com.

awesome.

pastimes: skateboarding(is it a past time?).
people: danzaver, brixius, gabby, dan-yell, you know, all those people.

not so much.

people: i dont know, that one kid that wants to kill me.
things: those scion cars, they look like boxes.

music.

artist: icp, twiztid, marcy playground, kotton mouth kings, they might be giants, nirvana, metallica, more...


# credits
picture by jo.
layout by roxy_belle.