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The Rose Poems and Writings.
Forbidden Rose you are forsaken disowned and unloved you are nothing a mere body no soul in the dark one could mistake you for being beautiful but in the day you're a ghost seen by no one passed by all in the dark your beauty blooms you turn from a weed to a rose but in the day you are forbidden a rose with no thorns petals that fall to the ground forbidden rose come to me show me true beauty no one sees show me the way you hold the key to the night that opens a door no one has been through before show me pain that makes you smile beauty that makes you cringe and fright that makes you laugh show me a world that is forbidden to all a rose with no throns dying outside but growing inside forbidden rose -7/7/24- By: Me Entries. Buddies. | To early to not have slept Saturday. 7.10.04 4:54 am Ok so Mike and I spent all day together. And all night. After he woke up he did what I feared and read my diary. Ag! But he was so cool about it. We sat down and talked more about me. He's so wonderful. He is helping me in so many ways. We decided I have to think of one good thing to start with that I want to happen in my life and he and I together are going to make it happen. Then we'll go on to two good things and so forth. I can't think of something good I want to happen. I mean not like under pressure. I want to be normal, I want to be okay, but that's not excatly what he's talking about. *sighs* I'm not sure. Anyway. Then we wtached fireworks outside my house cause the ballfield sets them off every Friday night and its like a block from my house so you can totally see them. I was angry cause with all the street lights around here you can't star gaze like I could at my house. Then again I lived in the country. Mike said after my b-day when I can stay out all night cause I'll be 18 and no more of the "be home by midnight" thing... he'll take me this this place he knows of where we can watch the starts all night. I see them in his eyes sometime. Like I know thats all corny and all... but I do. i see alot in his eyes. We sat outside and talked about a lot of stuff forever. Stuff I feel, stuff I needed to get out. He held my hand and let me cry. He told me that's why hes here. For me to cry on, for me to lean on. He said he'd always hold my hand and listen. I've never had someone care like this. It's amazing. I really like having him. He's everything at once you know? And its great. Well we stayed up watching movies then he went to bed at like 1:30 am cause he had to be up at 4:15 to meet some of his buddies cause they are going fishing. So I watched Daria and My so Called Life. I'm staying up cause Jessica's train gets in a 5:57 and dad and I are leaving to get her at 5:30. I can't wait to see her. We are coming back to the house and crashing and then Mike is coming back over around 2. I love the weekends. I get to see my best friend and my boyfriend. Mike works out of town during the week so I only get to see him Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. But that makes me just happy. =0) That was we don't see one another too much, but enough to where we're so excited on Thursady night when he gets home and I'm like "YES! MY MIKEY!!" And he's all like "My Brandie Beth!!!" Wow we are a corny coupel, but at least we like one another. Ug 5:03 am. My dad will be getting up soon to get ready so we can go get Jessa. I was downstairs watching TV cause Mike was staying in the guest room downstairs and I feel safe with him, but after he left the lights started blinking a little so I didn't turn the TV or lights off I just hauled ass upstairs. I'm scared of the dark. Scared of being alone. And slightly scared of this house. It's like 92 years old and really big. Ug. Anyway! 5:05 am wow time is a ticking away buddy. lol. I'm going to the train station in my jammies. Haha. Which my jammies are black shorts and a baggy black good charlotte shirt. Mwhaha. And my bathing suit top. I had it to today while Mike and I were outside and I never took it off. I love my bathing suit. I got it from hot topic and it's red and white striped with skull & crossbones only the cross bones are swords kinda like the Flogging Molly logo. So it's cute. I like it. I shop at hot topic so I'm punk.... no no. That's an inside joke between Mike and I. This kid at the mall labels me as punk cause I shop at hot topic and wear like bondage pants. So I came in one day wearing baggy pants and a white tank top and my "ghetto bling" necklace and chair and watch and he was like "what happened to you?" and I was like "Oh I wasnt feeling punk so I'm ghetto today" Needless to say he no longer likes me. Aww. He's scary. Uhm. I'm so tired. I keep nooding off I think. Like I was watching Daria on the-n and it was at the start and I closed my eyes for what I thought was 3 seconds and then I "woke up" and Daria was going off. I was like "what! no way!" I liked that episode too. Hum. Mike would be proud of me right now. I just looked in the mirror and I don't look too shabby. Esp for this early in the am. Like I went to bed last night at 4 am and got up at 9:30 am when Mike called. That's 5 1/2 hours of sleep. Then I've been up since 9 and I'll hit the bed today at like 6 am and then be up by 10 am. But it's cool cause Sunday night Mike has to be home casue he's gotta get up at 4 am to drive 2 hours to work for the week so Jessa and I can sleep in and really catch up on the ZzZzs then. Yuppers. Well it's 5:11 and I need to go be getting ready to head out for my hunny so I guess I'll write later. Much love to everyone and anyone who reads this hoopla! Toodles. 2 Comments. I am GHETTO!
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