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Dear GregDear Greg, I never knew you. I wish I did though. If I had known you, I could have told you to stop being stupid.Dear Greg
I could have told you that,
of course everyone loves you. You just don't love yourself.
Dear Greg, If you were hoping to silence the entire school, you succeeded.
Somehow we knew what was wrong before they announced it.
Dear Greg, You are selfish. Suicide is selfish. Anyone who makes a thousand high school students cry is selfish.
Dear Greg,
You were the boy who looked like the boy I am in love with. The boy who I am
by ~gibsongirl211
A Bundle of SticksMy mother bought me a goldfish for my eighth birthday. That night I snuck out and gently lowered her into the ocean, wishing her luck and whispering that nothing should be trapped in a glass bowl.A Bundle of Sticks
I tried to explain to you that fish had more freedom than birds, because everyone could see the birds in the sky and nobody could watch fish when then were deep in the ocean, but you told me I was stupid and to shut up.
When you were fifteen and I was twelve, I sank beneath the waves and tried to bury myself in the ocean floor. My sister didn't notice but you did, and you dragged me to the surface.
"Big kids k
by ~gibsongirl211
The OceanAnd suddenly, I was plunging back to loneliness. The blue, the blue devoured me, Until all that was left was a black heartThe Ocean
That not even the ocean wanted to touch. Let me out, I never liked the ocean. The ocean was too full of unknowns,
Like jellyfish and seaweed and mermaids. But the blue never relented,
And I was sure that I would suffocate any moment.
Where were the mermaids? If I was going to drown because of you,
I may as well see something other than this stupid fucking blue. I don’t understand.
Could you really be dead? Where was the surface?
by ~gibsongirl211
Always HereI’m still here, I think, but I say nothing.Always Here
Because there is nothing I can say that you don’t know,
Except perhaps that I'm sick of waiting for you.
Like it matters. Like I’ll ever give up. * You don’t like to admit it, but you need me. But instead of telling me that, You tell me about all the girls you are planning on fucking. And then you come back later when you're sick of the sex and are aching for a relationship. * I am too innocent for you, But I think that that is why you like me. I’ll sit and stroke your hair,
A
by ~gibsongirl211
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- Current Residence: Not where I want to be.
- Interests: colorguard. dance. music.
- Favourite movie: The Princess Bride
- Favourite band or musician: It changes nearly weekly. Sometimes more often than that.
- Favourite genre of music: Everything but rap.
- Favourite artist: Monet
- Favourite poet or writer: Phillip Pullman
- Favourite style of art: Impressionist painting
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- Favourite game: Spryo: Year of the Dragon.
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation I
- Favourite cartoon character: Jasmine.
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destruction is a form of creation
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-->I used to waste my time dreaming of being alive.<--
((Now I only waste it dreaming of you))
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life is to short... just enjoy what you like to do.... love u beloved...
now i don't care if i die... because you made me feel happy with just see your smile...
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