2003-07-28 8:06 p.m. qHONESTLY, SHE REALLY SCARES ME NINE TIMES OUTTA TEN. I DON'T UNDERSTAND FOR THE LIFE OF MY WHY SHE IS SO BITTER,NEGATIVE AND FRAGINE. I MEAN SHE BREAKS AT THE DROP OF A DIME. SHE DOESNT KNOW HOW TO HAVE FUN. YOU COULD GET YELLED AT AND INSULTED IN THE PROCESS , FOR THE DUMBEST THING IN THE WORLD. IVE TRIED REAL HARD TO RELATE, REAL HARD TO SUCK UP TO, HARD TO PLEASE, BUT IN THE END NOTHING SEEMS TO REALLY WORK. NOTHING!! SO WTHELL. TODAY SHE WAS TELLING ME WHAT I SHOULD TELL HIM FOR HER. THEN SHE WAS PLANNING THE WEDDING. IT REALLY SCARES ME HOW OVERBEARING THIS COULD POTENTIALLY BE. I WOULD RATHER RUN AWAY. DO MY OWN THING. ISNT THAT UNFORTULUNATE, SHE DOESNT KNOW ME. KNOWS NOTHING ABOUT ME OR WHAT I LIKE. WE'LL SEE. IM AFRAID, LACK OF CONTROL OR JUST PLAIN LOOKING HORRIBLE. I DONT WANNA BE THE MEANINE OR THE EVIL DAUGHTER. BUT I ALSO DON'T WANT SIXTEEN CANDLES OR TO BE PRETTY IN PINK. NEVER DID NEVER WILL. YES I WILL HELP OUT MORE , THAT IS ALL. ~*~*~*~*~**~*~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~**~*~*~*~*~~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~~*
THIS POEM MELIND WROTE ME HAS SPAWNED FROM A CONVERSATION WE HAD.. WITH IT CAME AN IDEA OF MINE. I WANT TO START WRITING A SCRIPT OF MY PERSONALITIES, ALL THE DIFFERENT PARTS OF ME, GIVE THEM NAMES AND SEPERATE INTRESTS, ATTRIBUTES AND SPIRITS. MAYBE THEY WILL EACH BE A DIFFERENT GODDESS LIVING WITHIN ME!!! LIKE ATHENA- CAT WOMAN/FORT BUILDING EXTRODINARE.
SO, MELINDA DECIDED TO WRITE A STORY OR POEM THAT RHYMES ABOUT OUR FRIENDSHIP. IT IS VERY QUAINT THUS FAR.
here is a poem melinda started to write for me:
When I first entered into your room All I saw was darkness and gloom. If only I knew our friendship was beginning to bloom. I began to think this girl is fun thats when all the partying begun. There were sometimes we needed to talk good thing we did not have far to walk, I could not bear to see you sad, I'd do anything to make you glad, When there was work that had to be done, Forty minutes then time for some fun.
- - 2004-05-23
depression started the day you were born - 2004-05-17
me, myself and I. In a nutshell, cracked in half. - 2004-05-17
just a blabber - 2004-04-29
companion, crutch - 2004-04-23
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