Sin

DR. PEPPER! HOW COULD YOU?! I TRUSTED YOU! YOU LIED TO MEH! YOU SAID DIET DR. PEPPER WAS A TASTY AND SATISFYING DIET BEVERAGE. NAUGHT BUT LIES! IT WAS NOTHING BUT CLUB SODA WITH A SLIGHT, ALMOST IMPERCEPTEBLE HINT OF AN IOTA OF DR. PEPPER TASTE. ;-;


Anyway, thats not what I want to talk about today. Recently, I was forced to endure a book called The Scarlet Letter. It wasnt a terrible book, in fact I rather liked the story. However. the way it was written felt like my brain making love to a belt sander covered in salt. There were SOOO MANY WORDS. I almost didnt finnish it. During the schoolwork for this book, there was one project in particular that really stood out to me and I think it might be fun to hear your take on it.

In The Scarlet Letter, Hester Prynne, having become pregnant while her husband was away, was charged with Adultery. Her punishment is to wear a deep red cloth, cut in the shape of an A for the rest of her life, branding her an adultress. I want you guys to think of your own "Scarlet Letter" and tell me about it. The letter I chose was V for Verbosity. For the project, I wrote one long run-on sentence and spaced the words so it looked kinda like a V.

So my question for you is, if you could bran someone a sinner with one letter, what would it be and what would it stand for? Extra points for describing how it would be implemented. :3

Nothing Hurts More Than Memories of Happiness in Times of Misery

I am destined to live my life alone. Thats quite a statement, isn't it? You may think, "You dont have to be alone! I'm here for you!" In the end, no, not really, you arent. Because there is only so much you can do from the outside, looking in. You may say, "Then let me in! I only want to help you." The likelyhood of that is slim, considering thats the problem. Everyone, EVERYONE; EVERY. SINGLE. PERSON. I have ever let in has betrayed and abandoned me. My closest friends, my girlfriends. my Brothers, all of them. They turn their backs and walk away. Now you say, "How could you think that I would do that to you?! I would never do such a thing!" I'll tell you why. Those are the EXACT words that made me let them in. VERBATIM.

I really wish it wasnt like that. I dont want hurt anymore. I dont want to be empty anymore. I DONT WANT TO BE ALONE ANYMORE. But with all the scars, open wounds, and festering sores from all I've been through already, I dont know how many more times I can take off my shell, just to get stabbed in the back again.


I hope this outlet of my depression doesnt scare you off. I promise, it wont happen often. I just feel that, once in a while, I should be genuine and take off my Face. For those of you that dont understand that reference...no. some other time. It's late. Until next time.

Time and Time and Time again

I sit here, in the darkness, searching for the key to these awful chains. From here, I can see that which we have dreamed of for soo long, the Daylight, the rich, green hills, the sky of intense blue, all of it just beyond reach. Yet I sit here, alone. They all found their keys. I watch, wishing I could still cry, as they enter the light and walk away. Here I watch them laugh. I watch them love. I watch as they dissappear from sight, far, far from where we spent eons together, and leave me behind. Once their backs vanish into the distance, I continue the seach for my own key. Here, I desperately fumble around in the darkness as far as the chain will let me, seaching for something that may no longer exist.


That was rather dark, wasnt it? Then again, most of my writing is. Does that make me a dark person? I dont know, but sometimes I DO feel it....weird...anyway, it rained all day today, ruining any cahnce to do anything with Gramma. How lame. Maybe tomorow. At least its cold outside. It feels soo nice. :3

Happy Food-Hangover Day!

"You know that feeling you get when you're full and then someone brings out your favorite thing and suddenly you're not quite so full anymore?" 'Yeah, it's called bein a fat, fatty.' "JEEEEEEEZ ;-;"

I was soo fat yesterday, I cant even. But thats ok, because so was the rest of America. God bless Gluttony Day, the only day you can eat ham AND turkey and not get funny looks. Well, maybe SOME funny looks... Anyway, today, I'd like to take this opportunity to say that, without Kristen Champion, my life would probably be over already. Thank you, Kristen, for being my anchor in reality. Without you, I would have been lost long ago. I HECKA LIEK YHU~~~! X3

I couldnt remember this one, so I redid the last bit. I think its still pretty good, though. :3

Hear the Mirror tick and tock,
a Face for the gears of a massive clock.
Time, by itself, is a word thats bland,
representing an Ocean of endless Sand.
Through the gears it all will pass,
into the base of the Hourglass.

In "THE BEGINNING"

I finally did it. I started a blog. NowI finally have a place to put my thoughts and all the little bits of writing that I do, including but not limited to, Kristen's Favorites, my Mirror poems. But those are for another time. For now, I'm done. But cause I'm HECKA NICE, I'll put one up, jusf so I dont feel this is kinda a waste of a post. lol




Mirror, Mirror, black as coal,
Gateway to my empty soul.
O'er the Land, across the Sea,
Is there noone just for me?
The Mirror's face was cold as stone
And all I saw was me, alone.