hows everyone doing?
I haven't wrote anything in a while.
I'm not sure whether that's due to lack of time to do so or lack of inspiration.
I think it may be a lack of both.
I miss english lessons.
Someone inspire me
x


Boys with sticksHe runs through the forrest, through the tall trees. Pushing branches out of the way, stumbling over rocks. Heart beating faster and faster, the ululation of the savages getting nearer, as he fears for his life. Flames rising from the island. As the skull sits on it's stick, laughing up at the smoke filled sky. He hides within the thickets, thinking he is safe. Unaware that the savages are gaining on him, death in their eyes, spears at the ready. And yet as a naval officer arrives, the savages become boys. Just boys. With sticks.Boys with sticks


I hope they are happyIn the dark all alone there lay a boy,I hope they are happy
crying in bed with his favourite toy.
The bullies at school had messed up his head,
the only safe place was curled up in bed.
They called him names and took his things,
mental torture and the pain it brings.
He slits his wrists and cries red tears,
thoughts of school are filled with fears.
He cries to his mother who tells the school, next day he lies in a crimson pool.
Crying every night and wishing he were dead.
Suicide thoughts, surging through his head.
Next morning his mum, comes into his room,  
Flight

ThemAs I pulled on my faded black caridgan I thought about the events to come. Should I proudly wear the clothes I want? Or should I change them to save myself the agrivation? I didn't have time to do anything and so I left my house in the clothes I wanted to wear. Every passing person stared at me. Even the bus driver passed a laugh at my expense. But no-one said anything, atleast not until I stepped foot into my new school. It was as-if everyones lives stopped as I passed. Pointing and whispering, laughing and staring. They're all mindless idiots. If they have something to say why don't they say it instead of hiding their hurtful words behind tThem


A and BI can't explain today Or Sorry I was gone My head wasn't really on But that you knew It came true Just like I didn't want it to You can't say, it goes away What you take for granted And what you grant those hearts you takeA and B
You wouldn't know When I said so I meant no I might be scared or even empty But without you there is no me And know there's no you
I can't think it straight So sorry everyone My mind has really gone But that you knew It wasn't true Just like I was afraid to You won't say, it's gone away &nbs
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Screw Jello....There's always room for Haagan-dazs!!!
so i can send you BARE comments.
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If you're not living life on the edge, you're taking up too much room!
I've lost any ability I may of ever had.
and deviate before i .... meviate.
yeah.
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If you're not living life on the edge, you're taking up too much room!
lmao.
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oh tomo!
miss you 07.
i'm going to sheffiled on the 3rd november
tis true!x
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If you're not living life on the edge, you're taking up too much room!
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We're so hung up, we can't put the phone down.
Call me back.
I'm good tah, you?
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Nothing to fear, Nothing to doubt
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