February 2010
January 2010
i like kissing you in the dark,
i call you pretty,
your silhouette’s pretty,
you’re pretty
you tell me that i can’t see your face
in the dark but,
i can see the gentle contours of your mouth, your eyes, your nose
through the tiny crack of light
where the door won’t shut completely.
i like to feel your lips up againest mine,
you claim that
you’re a bad...
good day?
i had fun ;)
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Dark clouds filled the sky the day she sat alone Her body was broken, along with her soul. normally bright eyes are now withered and sunken. When life turns its back, we lose all control. Tears stream down her cheeks, black tears, Eventually all these things wear us down. All the time she thought “am I better off dead?” Remembered a time, he’d chase her around, Tell her he loved her.
...
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you don’t know what it’s like
to see your face
and have to look away
so that i don’t fall too hard.
guess looking away didn’t help
i still fell.
i didn’t know you, didn’t think i would.
i know you know,
i ponder,
is it better this way?
it hurts sometimes more than i can bear
if i could live without this love,
maybe i’d know some kind of...
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cry me to sleep
well obviously i’m not going to tell you the truth
i’m going to slap on a happy face
pretend i’m okay
i’ve been doing that for a while,
getting pretty good,
you can’t tell when i’m faking or not.
i like to cry
all alone in my room
do it all the time,
because you’re not here
when i need you
to wipe away my tears
i’m fucked up
pretty baby...
these violent delights have violent ends and in their triumph die like fire and powder which as they kiss consume
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every time I look at you,
I have to look away.
your eyes make me blush
and your smile makes me glance down at my feet.
maybe it’s the way you laugh
or maybe it’s the way you
move?
there’s something about
how you cover your eyes
in heavy black makeup
or how you clip your hair up.
you’re beautiful,
I’m horrified.
well this is liberating.
http://www.formspring.me/lexiopal
ask me anything.
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well i don’t mean to hurt people.
i’m sorry i’m magnetic.
i’m sorry this had to happen.
i’m sorry that about everything.
i can’t help it
i will be sorry okay?
so telling me not to be sorry won’t change my mind.
kay?
“Snooki said she was hiring a bodyguard to keep fans at bay. The 22-year-old...”
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i’m not even sure the what word to describe my relationship to you as.
hate? love? caring to much? done? finished?
i think it’s gone.
you complain about the gray hairs i give you, how i disresepect you and how i betray you.
look at my wrists, i think i’ve got more to complain about,
look at my face, see my tear tracks?
look at my heart, you’ve betrayed me more.
how...
mother: here, take this
*gives me white pill*
me: what is this melatonin right?
mother: no it’s perkaset.
*gives look to mother*
me: fo rizzle?
mother: no you wish.
<3 my dysfunctional family.
you don’t actually have a clue how much i need you right now.
and the shitty thing is,
even if you wanted too,
you couldn’t be.
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it’s the dead of winter, and it’s the worst time of the year to ride trains. They break down and make loud scary noises, more homeless people sneak on to stay warm and you feel bad for them and the floors of the redline are always wet from the slush and melted snow. oh new England.
I’ve got nearly three dollars and it feels nice to know that I’ve have some emergancy...
i know i know i know.
i’m probably freaking out for nothing.
but you know it still bothers me?
liikeee jesus i know i know i know it’s done and all,
but this opens up a new door adn i have to creep, to learn all i can.
i know i shouldn’t cause the truth hurts, being lied to hurts.
am i being lied too? is knowing too much bad? it definitely is.
am i looking for an excuse?
...
today feels like one of those days when I want to skip school and ride trains all day. It’s something I want to do. I’ve got mixed emotions about winter. I can’t figure out if I love it, or hate it. I wish that the snow was warm and we could run around and play with it in our shorts and tank tops. Listenig to Owl City always just always puts me into that mood, hat totally fuck...
chsp0h:
your poetry is beautiful quiet
the waves crashing on the delicate shore
cry
the sand underneath your feet
still
the figure on the horizon
quake
the lost returning home
stop
the face so easy to recognize
lie
the feeling of a lost lover’s lips
gone
the waves returning to the sea
forgotten
the pain from which it once stemmed.
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in
my heart) i am never without it (anywhere
i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear
no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet) i want
no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is...
the beautiful ones,
are the insane ones.
i like being naked.
mother: so what’s your new years resolution
lexi: to get dough and bitches
mother: oh my.
typical.
alisoninwonderland:
Weed helps asthma
i has asthma ;)
It's 3;13 am and I'm just chilling out watching...
elscalate:
lexiopal:
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haii
gimme the link porfavor?
http://milledrive.com/videos/37824/The_L ovely_Bones_2009_1_2.html
part 1.
http://milledrive.com/videos/37825/The_Lovely_Bones_2009_2_2.html
part 2
just watched it.
omg, so creepy, so good.
whatya think of it?
well.
well oh shit.
well oh shit i’ve got mono.
fml.
how the fuck did i get mono?
does anyone else have mono?
my boyfriend dosn’t have mono.
fml.
It's 3;13 am and I'm just chilling out watching...
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haii
gimme the link porfavor?
has it seriously been six months since i last had summer?
fuck,
i miss it
How much are you worth?
1. Had sex: $10.00
2. Smoked: $3.00
3. Got drunk: $7.00
4. Went skinny dipping: $5.00
5. Kissed someone of the opposite sex: $5.00
6. Kissed someone of the same sex: $5.00
7. Cheated on a test: $2.00
8. Fell asleep in class $0.50
9. Been expelled: $5.00
10. Been in a fist fight: $10.00
11. Given oral: $10.00
12. Got oral: $10.00
13. Prank called the cops:...
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