but then again, i like ALL of what you do...

^-^ really? Same here, you write such awesome stories! You gotta send me that one about the leprachaun.....it sounds funny!

its in the fic section under the title "-is in need of a better title-"

Who We Are
Inspired by Invisible Monsters by Chuck Palahniuk

I want to belong
To your famed life
Where the camera clicks
And then we're stars

Well there she goes
Head on into the "accident"
Waiting to happen
Front page stuff, Baby
And she's a star

Shoot 'em up
Shoot 'em far
Break your window
Causing for a crash reality

The birds fall
To pick up the pieces
Evidence never to be found
Don't look back
Cause that's where you'll never go

Attention, attention!
There's breaking news
He lives another life after death
But shoot 'em up, Honey.
Everything you thought you knew
Were lies to make her feel better

So close your eyes
Count to ten
Take the pills
Do it again

Thank God
For the loaded gun
Thank God
For the bad aim

She's a beautiful wreck
And that's the way she wanted it
That's life in the stars
A life you'll never know

She'd like to thank some people
For her award
Of Most Talented Liar.

Thank you, Queen Supreme
For stealing her lover
Thank you, Lover
For shattering her heart

The Vogue story isn't finished yet
Attention, attention!
There's breaking news.
She's gone, and back at the same time.

These Aubergine Dreams are down the drain,
She'll become invisible,
Just like that.

Seriously. like, EVERYONE on here is a good writer..

want me to randomly come up with a poem? i bet it'd make people laugh. Either at teh wit, or at how bad it is. either way, i likey da people laugh =]

lol I never really try to write poetry.
*sigh* Everybody is so good :']

b-u-m-p

Dear Mrs P,

I do not like you and your oversized head, leave us alone, go molest Mr C instead.
You have made your students come to hate Chinese, that is because your brain is made of mashed peas.
You are unreasonable, unjust, and incompetent.
I wonder sometimes if you were employed by quite some accident.

We do not like you, and never we will.
Especially if you keep this up still.

I send you this message, in this short, twisted rhyme,
Leave us alone Mrs P, you are a complete waste of our time.

Yay for sarcastic poems about my language teacher.

I don't really know what this shiz is.
I don't even have really titles either.
And they don't make sense either.
Let's just say I was feeling inspired in a very odd way.
Oh well.

Lol at how sarcastic they all are. e_e

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Her wounds hurt everafter more,
You dispel this thought, it might as well be a law,
No one is comparison to what you and he have done,
But for her world's sake, I hope you do not have a gun.
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Twisted tales, drip from your tongue,
How can you say that? Someone so young?
We watch you, with your self-grown thoughts,
Sarcasm is not always the answer.

Authenticity is nothing more than coal to white gold in your dusty mind,
In your head, there is nothing I agree with that I can find.

You are my friend, I'll give you that much as said,
But you know, it's not all about you,
We might be better off without your swelling head.
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Life is not always kind,
Life is not always fair,
But life is all you've got, so give it the best in you you can spare.
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They're so terrible e.e

I wanted to show someone them, but they're that bad.
I love this anonymous account.

Here's one that I wrote a couple of weeks ago but didnt feel should see the light of day. But I got over it!

"Mother Nature"

The clouds are here today
everything lying in dismay
her mind is starting to sway
it's been drifting, just drifting out the bay.

She climbs down the ladder
the destruction outside is getting louder
she could never notice it
because she's nothing but a lunatic
her feet stroll down the street
she will never be complete

Robotics of the mind, always tell a lie
It was always worth a try
but she never had to buy
the thing that made her cry
because it was always at hand
hanging by a strand.

Her dreams are beckoning
with screams so loud
that they're deafening
If only she could find
the thing that made her blind.

Last impressions on earth
will result in late birth
but the delicate dreams
of a women so sweet
will always ruin the
daydream that was
lying in the street...

[Somebody’s gonna hurt you for a living.]


He's a cheapskate with a trust fund baby on the way
And that's the reason you believe he can't drive you home.
To that part of town. But he'll sure as hell run you down.
So I'm you're back up. Your sidekick.
So you dial me up for a ride.
Why couldn't I be that guy in the first place?
You see a drive isn't the same as a ride to your place.
You want me to keep driving minus the awkward conversation.
One way radios. I'm in love with the night show.
(This one goes out to you.) As you lean in to switch the dial I drive into a ditch.
I don't want you anymore.
And now I know we agreed it was best for me not to call.
But you're still my number one.
I don't want you knowing were best friends.
So I'm a first time caller. Your long time listener

You'll be the Culprit for the show
It says here that they wont mind
Oohh, Let me get some extra seats


The Thing Is...
Nobody knows


The winners really lose
One wrong move could put you back to the beginning


Remember you're not a professional
But then again, niether am I
Oooh let me get some extra seats for the show

The Thing Is...
Nobody knows

The winners really lose
One wrong move could put you back to the beginning

The winners really lose
One wrong move could put you back to the beginning

You'll be the Culprit for the show
It says here that they wont mind
Oohh, Let me get some extra seats

The Thing Is...
Nobody knows

The winners really lose
One wrong move could put you back to the beginning

The winners really lose
One wrong move could put you back to the beginning

The thing is....



Nobody has to know.

that reminds me of Currie's story tbh xD

You'll be the culprit for the show
It says here that they won't mind
Oooh, let me get some extra seats

The Thing Is...
Nobody knows

The winners really lose
one wrong move
may put you back to the beginning
we're lacking variety of words

Remember, you're not a professional
But then again, neither am I
Running out of new ideas never helps

The Thing Is...
Nobody knows

The winners really lose
one wrong move
may put you back to the beginning
we're lacking variety of words

You'll be the culprit for the show
It says here that they won't mind
Oooh, let me get some extra seats

The Thing Is...
Nobody knows

Everything is flipped upside down
It's not the picture I see
It's the fact that you understand

The winners really lose
one wrong move
may put you back to the beginning
we're lacking variety of words

The Thing Is...