| There is an old saying that a girl must have a beautiful friend so she wont think shes to beautiful an ugly friend so she dosent feel ugly, a fat friend so she wont feel fat, and a skinny friend so she wont feel to thin. but why must frinedship depend only upon looks? but yet there are people in this world so vain they feel the need to outcast the people of whom arnt like them. but you see, going around beautifying yourself wont get you friends it will get you people that like to be seen around you. being yourself is really what matters, and being yourself is beautiful, theres no photoshop for your life, theres no back button or easy button. and theres no right or wrong ways to make friends, only opinions on it. i have been called multiple names and have had rumors spread about me and people talk behind my back but ive learned to ignore it, because as long as i know who i am its all that matters and your friends, your true friends will follow. |
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this dying manwith burning erisis and calis fingertips waisting away behind this blackened mask theese vines entangling this crimsin heart florish and rave in fear this palpitating beat teaches all to hear the voices withinthis dying man
this blocked up mind blood shed
on the walls, the brown cardboard walls holding in whats left of this body held inside
by glue, molten metal flowing threw suficating taking away the oxegin needed to survive. but why need it when your already dead. smashed in the head. you cant kill whats already dead. theres no dreams. the wilting vines, the palpitati
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| well for starters i absolutel HATE silence its louder than anything imaginable to me. i take comfort in a piece of paper and a pen and ive been told i can make magic with it. my writing is very emotional and often reflects who i am and only few realy know the meaning of the words writin on it. when some people look at a camera or a piece of paper they see just that but im one of the few that can see what it can become i piece of paper just isnt a piece of paper it could become the greatest speach ever or the most amazing drawing in the world it can be a piece of artwork your five year old daughter brings home with here handprints on it. or it can be the start of a fire to keep your family and yourself warm. ive been told my imagination somtimes gets the better of me and somtimes my dreams feel more real than ever. but i dont let them take total control. underneith im still Rachael and thats about all i will ever be. with burning erisis and calis fingertips waisting away behind this blackened mask theese vines entangling this crimsin heart florish and rave in fear this palpitating beat teaches all to hear the voices within this blocked up mind blood shed on the walls, the brown cardboard walls holding in whats left of this body held inside by glue, molten metal flowing threw suficating taking away the oxegin needed to survive. but why need it when your already dead. smashed in the head. you cant kill whats already dead. theres no dreams. the wilting vines, the palpitating heart begins to slow, theese breaths turn to shallow breathing. this dying man at my hands head slowling tilting back rocking back and forth with him slowly slipping away from your grasping clammy hands but in truth you know thats this is the end and you can no longer save this dying man. -Rachael Salyers |
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- Jun 18, 2009 someday
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