Writer's Block: Back to School

Thu, 06 Sep 2007 15:01:00 GMT

Who was your favorite teacher in school? Why were they your favorite?

It was a guy names Micke.
He was so nice to everyone, and hot.
I really liked him.
He was really fun because almost everytime he sade something i moved his feet all the time.
Like when he was gonna describe how long time its gonna take. He walked all the time.
I thought it was really werd, but fun

Unopened Letters To The World

Wed, 05 Sep 2007 18:44:06 GMT

Always and forever, that's what sucks, I still do love you. I always will. I Just can't trust you.
I deleted you.

Don't you dare! Don't you dare twist my words around to make yourself feel like you are not a back-stabbing two faced bitch, because you are and you know it
Now. I want you to understand something. As far as I can tell this friendship is over and if we never speak again for the rest of our lives. That'll be fine. I gave you a second chance and you blew it.
I did not want it this way ok? I tried tears, I tried apologizing to you, I cried and you know what you did? you
blew me off.
A three year friendship that survived one dead grandmother, two broken hearts, shop lifting. and we can't survive this one?
You made fun of my fail relationship... you knew her, you cried with me when she left... and now you use her as a punch line for a joke to hurt me... it hurt. It did... but not anymore because you and me we're done... you're right she's dead... and as far as I'm concerned so are you.

Sometimes pain becomes such a huge part of your life that you expect it to always be there, because you can't remember a time in your life when it wasn't. But then one day you feel something else. Something that feels wrong only because it's so unfamiliar, and in that moment you realize you're happy.

Somewhere A Clock Is Ticking

Writer's Block: Back to School

Unopened Letters To The World