Rhiannon
17
Bi-sexual
Hopeless writer of various things
E-mail:
ConcealedVisions126@yahoo.com
AIM:
Xx
ForgetHer xX
RockerEnSide
RockerChickEnMe
Who I am:
I will wrap around you my logical manner and in the same instant be
wondering off dreaming. I am the outside of the box. I am the constant
changer. Never will you speak to the same me twice. I think everything
a thousands times threw before allowing them to slip past my chapped
lips. I can be loud in groups, I can whisper with the shadows. I wallow
in the beauty of your humanity. The tragic beauty of our impending
doom. I have but one soul mate and that is music. True music. My heart
belongs to laughter. For before we had music we had laughter. It can be
depressed, gleeful, pained all at once. It is the only perfection that
we humans have to claim. And it is so over looked so painfully taking
advantage of. A smile from a stranger is enough to have them haunt my
dreams. My dreams are enough to sustain my thirst for more; at least
for the time that the blessed night wraps its cold arms around my weary
body. And the stars are the numb probing eyes that unbound my weakness.
At night I am alone. And in my loneliness I am complete.
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Each morning I get up I die a little
Can barely stand on my feet
Take a look in the mirror and cry
Lord what you're doing to me
I have spent all my years in believing you
But I just can't get no relief, Lord!
Somebody, somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
I work hard every day of my life
I work till I ache my bones
At the end I take home my hard earned pay all on my own
I get down on my knees
And I start to pray
Till the tears run down from my eyes
Lord - somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me - somebody to love?
(He works hard)
Everyday - I try and I try and I try -
But everybody wants to put me down
They say I'm goin' crazy
They say I got a lot of water in my brain
Got no common sense
I got nobody left to believe
Yeah - yeah yeah yeah
Oh Lord
Somebody - somebody
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Got no feel, I got no rhythm
I just keep losing my beat
I'm ok, I'm alright
Ain't gonna face no defeat
I just gotta get out of this prison cell
Someday I'm gonna be free, Lord!
Find me somebody to love
Can anybody find me somebody to love?
Eh. It's a song I have wrapped around my head. I almost burst into tears today. Why? I don't fucking know I just did. I'm tried of always knowing. Some one else for a change just know this time around. It makes me happy. So it must be evil. I don't know what I'm saying anymore. Except I don't think I'll ever stop. Never ever stop fucking loving her. It makes me so.....detached....I wish her the best with Nat. I just hope those fears she has are quickly diminished once they see each other. And for some twisted reason I'd do anything to make her happy. I wish I knew why. What sort of curse is it that I can figure out anyone, and yet not ever be able to find someone who will take the damn time to figure me out. Oh and by the way I have another journal.....hell if I know why...and hell if I know if I'm going to kept this one. http://www.xanga.com/home.aspx?user=Rip126 But yeah I'm ready for a new love. Its not like it was before, I don't feel the way I did before. Its more like I want her to be happy. I'm ready to move on. I pretty much have. But even from his grave Freddy still sings in to my heart.....
Wanna run? yes, but how? You can't run from what you've done. I can try.
Trying is the soul of me. Your not for me. Argh. I'm stressed. But when am I not? My father wants me to get a job, and I ask you why should I? I have no way to get around(except for a van that the
whole family shares). I have about sixty dollars on me. I have the last year of highschool, college acceptence, and a college class that'll go on my record to worry about. Plus I have to raise two children. Ha yeah. Not really. They are my sisters 4 and 8 and it feels more like they are my kids. Tell me how I can get a job? I'm so stressed right now, but I will. I'll get one even though their isn't a point to it. I'm so tired. I think I'm about to crash. I can't stop though, no time no time. <<<I'm happy the way I am. So why don't you love me?>>>Time is not on my side. In fact we only have so little to live and we spend it doing the dumbest of things. Making money for things that don't matter, things that will fade and dissapear as we age. Sad. Too sad. And I'm too happy to be sad. So very well very well, kiss me goodbye cause that the only kisses I'll take. If your body was any more of a perfect human sculpture you'd be a dent in time. Freezing cold, drilling rain, its another day in the sunny part of the country, the sun is shining the skys are clear. I am alone. I have no ones arms to retreat to, I have no one to hold and caress. And i'm a selfish lover. I'll tell you now. I make sure I get off, before I get you off. Without sex I am a giver, but in it I am a taker. So lie down with me and somewhere down the line our bodies will be brusied from bites and one of us will be tied up, with toys and dripping wax, who knows what will happen. The night is my covering, it hold my secerts. And the things we do will never rise to the day, never speak to the surface, they will die at dawn and be reborn at dusk.
Broken LIke an Angel Crossfade
She was a queen
Lost within a dream
Misconceived that he was fit to reign
Lies take victims
Separate them at the seams
Cause them to fall apart
Then move along to better things now
She
Wants to fall in love again
Don't you know that
He's
Satisfied to own her
No time permits to open up
When you've been hiding thoughts so strong
She's been holding out for an angel to come along
No reply from the sky
But she just keeps looking up
She just keeps looking up now
She
Wants to fall in love again
Don't you know that he
He's
Satisfied to own her
She'll never know love's true potential
Lost in the open wind
To his impatience
Never feeling they would fall apart
She let her feelings grow
To tears she'll never show now
She
Wants to fall in love again
Don't you know that he
He's
Satisfied to own her
You know he couldn't see
That she could be his everything
Bringing light to everything now
Oh
She just wants to
Fall in love again
She's broken like an angel
This is one of my favorite songs. And at the moment. I want to fall in love again. And I don't know where their are or who they are. I just want to. I'm not afraid of love anymore. I have no reason to be. And Kyle can't hurt me now. He was six almost seven years ago he words can no longer haunt me. I've broken out of my shell, I've picked up the pieces held it close to myself and now I'm starting to walk away from who I once was. I see myself wings and all with hands out stretched to me ready to wrap me up in her imbrace, she is all that I hoped I'd ever become, but even now she seems far away. I still have years of a journey ahead of me until I reach her, but I will. I know now that I will. For all I've learned i thank all the people that have crossed into my life.
I think I'm
slowly dying now. I'm sad. Its not natural. But its okay.
I'm not okay. But I will be. I just wanted someone to hold
me. And I walk away. Yeah and I walk away. I'll be strong
and I'll laugh. While I'm breaking and crumbling. And I
want to write again. I have the urge to write again. I need to
get these feelings and thoughts out in a story. I wanted love.
And I got more pain. I wanted understanding and I got
shame. Earshot Someone
And if you could make up
for every single time you lied
I'd probably whisper this
hello, goodbye
and so it begins and gets
harder each and every time
I start to reminisce
I never seem to ever find
someone I can trust
someone I believe
someone who will never try
to bring me to my knees
someday I will find again
someone just like me
someone who will take the time
in understanding me
and if I could make up
for every single tear you've cried
I'd probly never miss
your hand in mine
I never could understand
mistakes I repeat again
I've been through this so many times
I never seem to ever find
someone I can trust
someone I believe
someone who will never try
to bring me to my knees
someday I will find again
someone just like me
someone who will take the time
in understanding me
I've stopped searching
to take my time
and to really clear my head
I believe in whats meant to be
and I feel its time to know
and if you could make up
for every single time you lied
I'd probly whisper this
I never seem to ever find
someone I can trust
someone I believe
someone who will never try
to bring me to my knees
someday I will find again
someone just like me
someone who will take the time
in understanding me
never breath
never scream
someone who believes
never lies to me
and would die for
me
I begin to
believe now that it would be best for me to just lay back
down and pretend as though today and yesterday never happened. To dream
is to damn me to cry. To cry is bring my weakness open. I
want to be like them. Happy and free. But cliche as it is I
am a caged brid without a key. And I want to fly, if only to
fall. Because in falling I'm most like them. I'd be tragic and
lost. And I would have meaning left to find. But I'm not
like them. And I'll love them, belong to them, but never be one
of them. I am damned to be what I never chose to be. And
its some hand that turns the wheel, the plucked me out of the cycle or
maybe just forgot to mention I existed. So I'll scream alittle
louder. I'll stick close to my views. And I'll show them
that in the end what they really want is me. But this is all a
lie, and I'm losing it fast. I find out now that I miss my
past. I look at the sky and see its beautiful and grow sad,
because it will never be the same, I will never see that sky
again. And never again will I be this young, never will I have
the minutes back it took me to write this. Never.
Xx I set out of my way today to
find a song that reminded me of people. I just think I came up short. I
attempted then to find a song that was my own. One which I also did not
find. So now I sit with a delima, and no I'm not pondering how to spell
such words, no I merely drinking in the night. so instead I put
together a mix of song lines.. xX
I'm never gonna be good
enough for you
And you can't change me
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Talking to her self
There's no else who needs to know
She told herself
Last time I talked to you
You were lonely and out of place
You were looking down on me
Lost out in space
We laid underneath the stars
Your so pathetic
What good is confidence?
But one still shimmering and leading me
on
My inpiration is an evening star
So come to me where ever you are
I will wait for you alone in the dark
Help me
You tear down my reason
help me
Your sex I smell
Help me
You make me perfect
Help me think I'm somebody else
The walls you build around yourself
I guess they also keep you here
Are you afraid of what they think?
Whoever they happen to be
I hope you come up to heaven right now
its all over its all over now
Can I be changed
Or am I same
I
need something beautiful
To fill the space we've taken up
I need something to feel real
Again before I go numb
I never thought I would
forget this hate
Then a phone call made me realize
I'm wrong
I blame myself for being too much
like somebody else
Love to be beside you, the way you smell
The way your lips feel, and your fingernails
The way your fingers, crawl up my spine,
And I almost had you
But I guess that doesn't cut it
The light that in your eyes
like everyone wants it to be
I blame myself for standing there too long
Why does it feel like this world is just not for us
Why does it feel like this world's all they've got for us
Why does it feel like nobody's watching us
Simple Plan- Perfect
Pearl Jam- Better man
Somewhere
out there
Local H - Bound for
the Floor
Greta Gains -
Firefly
NIN
Staind- reality
Revis- seven
Sevendust-
beautiful
Our lady peace- 4
a.m
Saliva- Weight of the world
Bowling for soup-
almost
Theory of a deaman-
Last song
I
searched my body with my hands and found the bruises your teeth had
left along my breasts and down to my stomach. I vividly remember
the hot stinging feeling that flooded over my body with each pull on my
skin. And a smile crossed my face. I knew you too had
bruises where my teeth had explored you. Your breasts, no your
nipples seemed to be my favorite part. That along with the curve
of your neck and those slight shoulders. Your wonderous
throat and your ears. I wanted more. I wanted
you. My hands begged deeply along your sides,
rubbing those breakable ribs. But we have a rule don't
we? Can't touch under the pants. But I was close to
breaking my own rule. And in those rare moments when
our lips clashed together, I found it a waste of my
time. I wanted to taste you. I loved it when you gasped and
threw your nails down my back. It was a sliced of the damned when
you threw me onto my back and sunk your teeth into me. Oh and I
had to be quiet. I should have let my hands travel to forbidden
places. But you wouldn't let me. And you know I would
have moaned your name for hours longer. If our paranoid selves hadn't
ended it. The heat fell away, the crisp air of the night
hitting my sweat lined body. I was cold. I wanted your
lips. But I just smiled and walked away. It was just
another night. Just like all the rest.
Alright I want
to just know why everything just works out fine?Well at least
everything was fine Tuesday. Nothing went wrong. Everything
went right. I guess that needs to happen every now and
then. I deserve things to work out. Yeah that sounds self
absorbed, but I give up too much to everyone else to not get anything
back. I rarely get anything back. Well thats just me.
Waiting. For what? I suppose some reconition for what I do.
Dearest I can't spell. haha. Anyway. I beg you to tell me
why should I believe in god? What has god ever done for me?
god in my opinion doesn't exist. Neither does heaven or
hell. So...hate me if you want. Try to battle me in wits with
your points. It won't work.
Something that came to mind after hearing things throughout
the last couple of weeks.
"Alright you want me to leave you alone. Fine this is me
leaving you alone. But frist I want to say one thing.
FUCK YOU
I
find it a bit weak that you never even tell me what is on your mind. That I have to find out what your actually thinking
from other people. Good job I want to applaud you now for making
me see the truth. You want me to leave you alone. Fine I'll just
go away. And for anyone who bothers to read this, this is my last
entry about Jessie. Let her plague someone elses life."
Probably not the
last one. I often mislead myself.
I know I see
you. I think you love me. So why don't you show it?
And its coming to a point where I'm about to break. Breaking
these chians you hold against me. And usually the feel of the
cold metal against my burning skin would make my legs kiss each other
goodbye and met again around your body. Still it sounds so
cliche. You hold me down. I want you to hold me down.
I want nothing more then for you to break me. Give me all of you
so that I may have a reason to scream. I throw myself against the
droplets of the shower. Shining metal, my body deformed
in its reflection. But it feels so damn good. You
are my addiction. And I'll always have the abilty to
make it all go away. And I can close
my eyes before I sleep. Still I can lie down and
feel my body shake. Sobbing sobbing. But those
streams running along my body will rejuvenate my cheeks.
That always sting with last nights fallen tears. I've
admitted to myself you'll never be mine. Frankly it doesn't
matter. With your mismatched hair and your peircing eyes, and
your wandering attention, I couldn't imagine being anything
more then just the second hug. And I ask you hold me.
Hold me. I want to be held. Damn it. Hold me. I
am not all strength. I realize this at night.
When those wet crystals caress my body. That I am not
strong. I can too be weak. We were never meant to be, but I
still believe in us.
1. Who did you last get angry with? My parents
2. What is your
weapon of choice? Sword
3. Would you hit a
member of the opposite sex? Of course
4. How about of the
same sex? Duh
5. Who was the last
person to get really angry at you? I dunno.
6. What is your pet
peeve? When People file their nails. I hate that sound. Oh and
stupid people.
7. Do you keep
grudges, or can you let things go? Most things I've let go. but
I can hold grudges.
SLOTH
1. What is one thing you're supposed to do daily that
you have not done in a long time? Sleep
2. What is the
latest you've ever woken up? 5 at night
3. Name a person
you've been meaning to contact, but haven't: Hoey
4. What is the last
lame excuse you made? We had an assembly.
5. Have you ever
watched an infomercial all the way through? Haha, yeah.
6. When was the
last time you got a good workout in? ah..dunno can't think that
far back
7. How many times
did you hit the snooze button on your alarm clock today? none I
don't own an alarm clock
GLUTTONY
1. What is your overpriced
yuppie beverage of choice? ah...bottle water
2. Do you eat the
skin off of chicken? Yeah
3. Have you ever
used a professional diet company? No...
4. Do you have an
issue with your weight? I'm overweight but happy
5. Do you
prefer sweets, salty foods, or spicy foods? All foods.
6. Have you ever
looked at a small house pet or child and thought, lunch?
ah..no...but I have had cat
LUST
1. How many people have you seen naked? lots
2. How many people
have seen YOU naked? ah...a few
3. Have you ever
caught yourself staring at the chest/crotch of the opposite sex during
a normal conversation? HA Hell yeah!!!
5. What is your
favorite body part on the opposite sex? Their eyes and their hips
6. Have you ever
been propositioned by a prostitute? No
7. Have you ever
had to get tested for an STD or pregnancy? No
GREED
1. How many credit cards do you own? none.
2. What's your
guilty pleasure store? ah...the mall
3. If you had $1
million, what would you do with it? Buy a car Buy a house and
then go shopping.
4. Would you rather
be rich, or famous? Rich
5. Would you accept
a boring job if it meant you would make megabucks? yeah
6. Have you ever
stolen anything? Yes
7. How many MP3s
are on your hard drive? lots.
PRIDE
1. What's one thing have you done that you're most
proud of? Grown to love myself
2. What's one thing
have you done that your parents are most proud of? Saved my
sisters life.
3. What's one thing
would you like to accomplish in your life? Doing something with
finace
4. Do you get
annoyed by coming in second place? Nah. I know there's
always going to be someone better at something than me.
5. Have you ever
entered a contest of skill, knowing you were of much higher skill than
the other contestants? Who hasn't?
6. Have you ever
cheated on something to get a higher score? Yes
7. What did you do
today that you're proud of? Woke up
ENVY
1. What item of your friends' would you most want to
have for your own? car.
2. Who would you
want to go on "Trading Spaces" with? ah...no one its MY house MY
house.
3. If you could be
anyone else in the world, who would you be? A sexier me
4. Have you ever
been cheated on? Definately.
5. Have you ever
wished you had a physical feature different from your own? Yeah
6. What inborn
trait do you see in others that you wish you had for yourself?
Beautiful skin complexion
7. Do you wish
you'd come up with this survey? No. If I had I wouldn't
have answered them honestly.
EVERYTHING
ELSE
Something important on your desk: my matches
When you sleep you
wear: teeshirt and shorts....sometimes just shorts
If you could afford
it at the moment, you would buy: a car
Something you don't
have a lot of: Money
If your house was
burning and you could only save 3 items what would they be: My
sisters, my dogs, and myself.
MORALS
If there were no side effects, you would enjoy being
addicted to: weed
A time when you
purposly hurt someone emotionally: Anytime really I don't like
people knowing my business.
A time you accidentally hurt someone emotionally:
When I tell people they hurt me.
FRIENDS:
Three traits you look for in a friend: Doesn't
lie, won't hurt me purposely, has a sense of humor.
Who makes you laugh
most often: my friends.
A friend who you
can tell anything: ah...MAX
A friend you can go
to for advice: Nobody really.
The best piece of
advice you had been given: Woman are better then men.
Two closest friends:
Ah I have a few.
The friend who uses
most of your energy: Jessie
EGO
Your 3 best qualities: I'm understanding, I'm
funny as hell, and you can always depend on me.
Your 3 worst
qualities: When I am angry, you'd much rather not be around me,
jealous(shh thats a secert),Can be overly insecure at the most random
of times
Describe your ideal
self: Uhh...
A compliment that
makes you blush: "You look good enough to eat."
You are embarassed
when: I'm embarrassed when I get caught doing something I'm not
suppose to be doing or am getting complimented.
The greatest
physical pain you ever endured: Ah...I dunno.
The greatest
emotional pain you ever endured: Being inbetween heartbreak and
complete love.
Moment you are most
ashamed of: My past years 7-11
Your best physical
feature: umm...my boobs
Who/What makes you
happy: I do. music and writing.
Who/what makes you
sad: when people make plans in front of me it makes me feel like
I'm not even wanted.
EMOTIONS
Emotion you hide most: Love
The emotion you
tend to experience most: detachment
The emotion you are
feeling most lately: calm
You have a huge
amount of guilt regarding: Missed oppurtunities.
When you are angry
you need: To be alone in a room to be able to break stuff or
just sit and cry.
When you are
sentimental you need: Someone to see or hear all that I have to
say.
When you are in
love you need: To be alone. If I can't have the one I love
MEMORIES
One of your most peaceful memories: Swinging on
the swing up at my grandparents.
One of your most
tragic memories: When Merlin was put down.
One of you angriest
memories: Kyle
A memory that makes
you laugh: When the man was cleaning the doors at walmart
wouldn't open for me and i walked into them....twice.
A memory that makes
you happy: ..ah...I dunno
LOVE
Something someone can say or do that you find
extremely attractive: let me lick their neck or bite them
Something someone
can say or do that you find unattractive: Smoke.
Two things
appealing about people: eyes and personality.
A personality trait
you find appealing: Intellect
Your secret passion:
Letting all of myself be consumed by the lips of another, opening every
part of me when we lie together in the middle of the night.
Showing whoever I'm with who I really am.
What you enjoy most
about having a committed relationship: Having someone to hold
and who will hold me
RELATING
Do you have a bf/gf? if yes who? No
What do you find
sexy about people your interested in: confidence or insecurties
What drives you
crazy (in a good way) about people your interested in: Licking
of lips
Describe them
physicaly: doesn't matter
Describle their
personality: they have to have a sense of humor and be
intelligent
You feel most
attractive when: Someone wraps their arms around me
Favorite thing you
like to see them wear (clothing wise don't say naked): Anything
that they are comfortable in cause then they would be sexy.
What would you like
them to do more of: Speak to me
FINALLY>>>>>>
If you had more time alone you would: cry or
write
If you had more
patience you would: be a god. haha
If you could change
one thing about your physical appearance what would it be: my
tummy!! lol
If you had no commitments what would you be doing?
Driving somewhere
If you could have
one super power what would it be: read minds so I could know
what people really think of me
If you could start
all over...: I wouldn't make the same mistakes.
Its
monday. And I'm waiting for it to rain. So I can curl in my
midnight room fold over my purple book and write. And
to every raindrop just lose myself in a daze and let everything
that flows out stay. And in my uncritizing
moments I would reveal to the milky pages my deepest inner
most thoughts. And I can almost bet the tip of my
tongue that you won't understand what I am talking about.
But its rather me uncaring weather you do or not. There are parts
of me you will never see. Thoughts that can and will never be
explained. My dreams are what fuel me, but I doubt you'll ever
stay around long enough, or give a damn enough to try and figure it
out. And it'll take three of you and then two more just to figure
out what the hidden meaning is behind a few words. And I'm everything
you ever wished you become, and I'm everything you hate. So leave
me where I am, walk away from me. Cause you'll wonder on down
that road and I'm telling you. Years from now when we met up again its
you who will feel deeper for me, and its me who will have thought of
you only in memories. And I don't hate. Its too much at
times. But I could learn. Just give me a chance. And
I Love me. And frankly I don't give a fuck if no one else
does. I've already dealt with the fact that I'll be alone, and
I'm fine with that, And you'll never know the true me. Cause she has
wings. And she'll lean against the wall with a small smile,
looking at everyone in admiriation. And you'll speak to her,
reach out to touch her, and she'll grab your hand, make you feel
everything you've ever wanted to feel, and then she'll dissapear.
And don't worry she does it to me too. So I wait with the wind
howling, the cold caressing my naked body, midnight dancing around me,
waiting for it to rain.
Someone tonight asked me what am I
fascinated by. and I replied to them "I don't know" but really its
clear to me. Here are Mine[in no perticular order]:
1 people
2 voices
3 stars
4 ghosts
5 history
6 mythology
7 words
8 eyes
9 hope
10 taste
11 controversial issues
12 The point where the sky meets the earth
13 hips
14 music
15 natural grace
16 beliefs
17 fire
18 fate
19 imgination
20 lack of a sense of humor
21 rain
22 smell
24 dictators
25 the "What if"
26 clouds
27 hands
28 the lack of depth in people
29 ambition
30 death
31 structures made out of stone
32 sucess
33 souls
34 the will to continue
35 choice
36 sex
37 rebirth
38 biting
39 art
40 justice
41 ocean
42 pain
43 inteligence
44 dreams
45 fears
46 manipulation
47 freedom
48 graveyards
49 tongues
50 birthing
Fairly simple list, but I guess somewhere in there lies the depth of
what makes me think.
Fine. Fine. Alright.
I'll admit it. I'm broken. I hurt. I am trying to be
better. I just feel like I'm not good enough
sometimes. I look around and all the amazing people so
happy so perfectly tragic. And me? I'm
just so damn broken. I love me. For once in my life I
love me. I am happy with who I am. But no one
else knows. No one else sees my triumph. No one else sees
me. Kayla brought to my attention Jessie's newest post and
it made me think. Made me think about all the people I
have hurt. About the confessions
Whitney:
I've known you for so long. Maybe you see how much I've
changed you told me once that I am finally the person that I was
meant to be. And you tell me to hold on. And you
have held me as I've cried. You've been the person that
I have broken down on the most. And I'm sorry, but frankly I
couldn't have made it through the past few years without
you. And i'll miss you when you move away. I'll hold
you fondly in my memories. I just hope you will for
me. And dear god I fucked up our friendship I completly
freaked out when I found out that you loved me. I was
so scared. You were my constant and now there was
something in the way. You loved me. I was scared because
that I saw that I was going to lose you. And I hated him.
God I hated Craig. I wanted him to just dissapear. He was taking
you away and that was so selfish of me. You had a right to be
happy but I believed so strongly that I had a right to
our friendship. And I've let so much get
in between us. I'm so sorry.
Melissa:
I walked away from you when your mother died I had never had
anyone die on me and I didn't know what to do when you began to
cry about it. When you something of bitterness and strength began
to crumble. I was so hurt then I was so fucking broken. I
was so depressed I was honestly thinking about killing
myself. And you were so depressed. And I just didn't
think that it was best for me. I thought about
myself. I was selfish. I wanted to help you. I wanted
to stay and be strong for you like I had for everyone else.
But I couldn't even be strong enough for myself. I left
everyone for you I thought that it would be best for you everyone there
just not me. I thought you'd be okay. And you
threatened my life. I hated myself. I was alone
and madly depressed. But somehow we found each other
again. I broke again threw your lonely bitterness.
And I was there when your father was lowered into the ground and I
have learned I have been there for you ever since. I'm
trying to help. I really am.
Dustin:
To think that in 9th grade I had the biggest crush on you. Ha. So
long ago. And I told you and whitney told you she liked you and
ashely told you she liked you and then....well you chose ashely told me
that you thought normal was better then weird and I was a little hurt,
but somewhere along the line we met back up joked, laughed. had fun.
And what can I say I did what I always do I just laughed
it off pretended like it was nothing. And eventually it
became nothing. but in the midst of my gothic/jock kick I threw
you in. And I miss talking to you. But at least we
have the same lunch now so I can talk to you everyday and know
that I will laugh.
Skylar:
I just want to say that i don't think i was there enough for
you. I should have left with you the night lauren broke up with
you. I should have done more when you were living with your
parents. I should have been there. I wish I could have done
more. I miss you. You've grown up so fast I feel like
everything is just a blur. Like you were never ever there. I
broke threw your strong-I-don't-care demenor and found the hurt
child. And I never got a chance to go further. Never got a
chance to be strong for you like I had for so many
others. I wanted to lend my strength to you. I wanted
you to lean on me.
Krystal:
I only wish I knew you better. Your hurt
inside. You flip from one emotion to the
other. And I only wish I knew you better so that you
could understand that you can trust me. That I want to
help in any way I can. You are prehaps the only person, besides
every now and then Justin and Whitney, who talks to me on the
weekend. Thank you. You make me feel as though I am
wanted. As if their is somebody out there who still might
want to speak to me. Who might value my opinon.
Justin:
I've known you maybe a year?...who knows it feels
like forever. Your my worser half:
scarcastic, bitter, and opinionated. You make it easy
for me to play off of you. You make it seem not
so bad to dabble in unconventional behavior. To
look at someone and go "Damn did any one ever tell you your fucking
ugly." Deep down you are a sweetheart, who will listen,
who does care, and who is hurting. And somewhere
down the line I think I placed your feelings second to mine.
Thrown what you have to say to nothing. and I'm sorry. My
pain isn't more important then yours.
Kayla:
A friend I never ment to found. Lean on me, rant to
me, cry with me. Anything. I will listen to anything and
half the time words aren't even needed between us we just understand
each other. And behind your hyper behavior you
are a intelligent caring soul. I'll admit I got
off on the wrong foot with you I was jealous of you. You had
jessie. But I started to talk to you and I was alright then I had
found such an unexpected friend. Who wasn't angry about my
feelings in fact you still trusted me. That took the wind out of
any negative feeling in me. If it was me I don't know if I would
have been so comfortable with it all. But you were.
Jessie:
well well well, the name of the blog I might as well call it. and
my livejournal too. my last entry was so cruel sounding as if I
had nothing left as if it was just a clean burn I don't love you
and I've moved on, I made it sound as if you ment less to me then
school. I fell in love with you that night we all went to the
fuel concernt. I knew it the moment lauren had called you in the
line at mcdonalds that it was her dad's birthday and she couldn't
go. My heart seemed to lift and I couldn't stop smiling.
But I knew it was bad so I think I cracked off some stupid joke(sounds
like me.) That night I couldn't stand it you were so close to me
talking about how you want someone. And I just couldn't stop
thinking about you. And I kept just walking off. Just
wondering away, anywhere from you. I couldn't stand the
thought. Hadn't love already ruined my probably deepest
friendship, how could I dare to trust it with another one?
So I kept my mouth shut. Then I walked into FYE after not talking
to you for months to find out that you were going to go off with
Whitney. I could have fallen to my knees at that moment and
sobbed over the floor the hurt that I felt the wind was gone from my
lungs I felt like screaming but nothing would come out except "oh, when
did the two of you start talking?" And I walked you out to your
car saw her in that passengers seat and it took everything in me to
close that car door to turn my back as you drove off my ears taunting
me with your system. I was miserable to my cousin who was
down from college that night. And I felt like shit. Then it
just grew worse I went to Lauren. I spoke with her. She
calmed me. Not that I was so over reacting thats not how I
am. Then that night everything happened with Kayla, When I had my
arms wrapped around you sitting in the bed of whitney's dad's truck,
you and me were crying but whitney wasn't. And you keep talking
about how you don't have anyone to love. No one. And the
tears that fell from my face were because I loved you. I just
wanted to say it. I should of. but I bit it back. and
with it sobs. All I wanted to do from then on was hold you in my
arms and for you to come to me when you were hurting. On
September 3 it became too much, four months I had hide from everyone
that I loved you. I couldn't take it. I had to let you
know. I had to. And I was so hurt because I didn't want it
fuck up our friendship. I didn't want to lose you. And i
just pulled whitney onto the porch and it all came out. I'll
never forget the shock on her face. And sitting in your car. I
told you and I hated that I cried. I hated it. It made me seem so
damn pathetic. And you just started talking about candy having
bought like 20 dollars worth of it. and it hurt but it made me
laugh. But I hated the way I was around you. I couldn't be
that strong Rhiannon, I couldn't be that perfect personification of
what a true friend is. I was a wreck. You had somehow broken down
ever wall I had every built up around me. And we both had our
problems. You didn't want to go out with me because you didn't
want to treat me as you had all the others. And I was scared
because of what some damn guy had told me years before. I was so
broken when I told you I loved you. I clung to that. And
quite a few times my love for you was the thing that kept me from
killing myself. You couldn't imagine the countless time I let my
car drift into the other lane straight for trees at 60 and above only
to jerk the wheel back at the thought: "It would make Jessie cry and
who would she lean on if your not there, she needs you, and you love
her." So many times. And then silence between us
again. Oh we have gone months without talking before that was
nothing. But I can't handle this silence. I can't
take it. Even as I write I cry. I could never tell you
things with out. Like sitting out in your car in your driveway
looking up at the stars and telling myself and you that
to want all of you was selfish. I know more about you then
anyone else. Telling you and me that it was enough.
But its not. Damn it I lied I still love you. I still
want you. I still need you. I still cry when I think of
you. And I'll lose you. After this year what will
happen. You don't know how many times I see you and I
just want to wrap my arms around you and say. "I love you. Forgive
me. Please. I'm just too weak to live without you in some
form." Even if your not with me in person your always in my
dreams. Your always in my arms. I just figured that if I
tell everyone that I don't love you if I write it. If I say
it. Then I won't. But damn it I've lied. I'm sorry if I ever hurt
you forgive me. I don't care who you are with you will always be
my beautiful.
If I showed you my soul, would you even care? You never knew how you
had me. And I could not have been happier. No one knows me. I am my
own. I do not fear your mental traps I know them all. I walk blindly
through our life threatening to unleash the unfiltered thoughts that
dash across my mind. How you would fall helpless staring blankly at me,
misunderstanding it all. Understanding of me you would throw to the
side, I would be your starved wolf. Loyal like a beaten dog. Hidden
behind your years of torture my calmly waiting essence. I seek one
thing in this world that ignores the natural beauty around them and
that is feeling. Unaltered all consuming feeling. The feeling you once
could have given me. I open my arms exposed to the air you exhale. Now
stab me! Bleed from me the emotions I so greatly crave. Break me! Make
me kneel to you, beg you, crawl over the fires of my so carefully
structured hell for you, drive me to rip down with my bitten nails the
walls I’ve laid between us. Smother my body with yours. Force yourself
into me as I cower to the entrancing syllables that trespass over my
senses in jagged breaths. Leave me in the midst of trusting, of
comfort. Cloud my thoughts over with second guesses of my perfect
judgment. Have me stare out to the dotted night wishing for your warmth
to wash away my numb existence. Bring forth from my eyes the harsh
chilling screaming streams of those silver starlit tears that I once
knew so damn well.