Life as an Art student.Walls close in. Pushing me into my small corner further and further. Life outside blurs by. Smiles of bliss, and laughs of carelessness float through the air. Familiar faces float through my sight. Reminders of easier times. A life filled with bliss. Security always within grasp. Never having to stand alone. Always safe. Times so recent. Yet, so far away. Never again will there be UGing with my peeps. Never will there be French fries thrown from across the lunch table. Never will I feel the air rushing past me as I cut through in a flurry of speed next to my bLife as an Art student.
White HouseWhite HouseWhite House
By: xXMrMentosXx
I am from that white house on heitzler with a baby pine tree which now reaches the heavens From my grandma Marie who is of no relation to me
I am from Nana's apple pie and cookies from which explode with flavor in every bite From ham and sweet po tatoes
and this is a breakfast food
I am from three C's pre-school and a gingerbread lined hallway From Mrs. Simpson's class where I made my first friends
I am from an iPod clock radio which has received my many beatings From that old creepy guy &n
Shattered like glassThose memories, O how they brought a smile on my face once upon a time. Remembering your smile, as radiant as the sun. Holding you in my arms, never had I been more content. Then the time came, where you said the word I feared. The word that I knew would be coming as soon as you spoke. "Goodbye." The word echoed through my head, like a never ending bell. Being rung and never silenced. My heart, shattering onto the floor. As easy as a stray baseball shatters glass. So many pieces, so, so, many pieces. More then I could ever pick up by myself in a lifetime. As I pauseShattered like glass
God is in the RainI want to pull the trigger tight, Just to feel the pain. The storm is growing wild inside, But God is in the rain.God is in the Rain
The thunder will begin to crash, It's driving me insane. and It could end quick as a flash, But God is in the rain.
The storm won't subside, My heart weather-stained, I'd lay down and die, but God is in the rain.
My heart is broken, weathered and torn, and here I lie, ashamed. Before I die, remember why It's beautiful when it Rains.
Coming to my B-day party?
Didn't know anything about it! When is it and I'll definitley try to be there!
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"It's kind of fun to do the impossible." -Walt Disney
Gosh, K was suppost to tell you.\
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Its Sunday, 5:30.
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I am covered in skin, no one gets to come in.
Sweet pic.
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I am covered in skin, no one gets to come in.
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I love it.
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