bri
p.s.. girl just broke up with me - def bad for me


Play My Aces Life is just a series of events colliding upon one another, mixing and caressing each other with their sweet nothingness. I always say 'we cannot choose the cards we're dealt - we can only choose how to play them'. But what are these cards, and do we, in fact, have control over them? People cheat at poker all the time. Maybe I can just keep palming my aces until I need to play them. Yet that doesn't seem fair, plus what happens to my aces when I die? No, we can't palm our aces. So what are my cards, anyways? Are they my emotions? the event in my life? the people I mePlay My Aces by ~depressed-writer


Are you...? Are you on of them?Are you...? by ~depressed-writer
Those people I fear,
That stare me down,
As I near.
Are you one of them?
To whom I lower my gaze,
as if you're right:
I should not be here,
Are you one of them?
That built this place,
Designed for everyone,
But those out of sight,
Are you one of them?
That turns away,
And asks you're friends,
Should you say?
Are you one of them?
Or are you one of me?
Who stands and stares,
At choices unforeseen.
Are you one of me?
Who picks one,
based on what,
the others see.
Are you one of me?
Do you stand and choose,
which bathroom
shall I use?


I wish I were a drag queen... Star light star bright,I wish I were a drag queen... by ~depressed-writer
First star I see tonight,
I wish I may I wish I might,
Have the wish I wish tonight...
I wish I were a drag queen,
For if I were you see,
I'd take off all my attire,
And be a boy underneath.
I wish I were a drag queen,
so confident, so strong, so brave,
I love their sultry attitude,
I'm sick of all this shame.
I wish I were a drag queen,
so beautiful and free,
Most elegant and charming,
Everything I'm supposed to be.
I wish I were a drag queen,
Every single day I dream,
But then I wake up,
And I'm still just stupid ol' me.
I wish I were a drag queen,
You have no clue how much I do,
Somet


Alec Silence is the ultimate fate. Its all I hear as I lie beside Terris bed, his hand in mine. Im begging for him to wake up, to squeeze my hand like he usually does. Theres nothing, no motion, just the empty silence emanating from his body. My weeping sounds encompass him and the silent sterile room. I wish I could have been there when they bought him in, I wish I could have been there to comfort him, and to squeeze his hand, as he has done for me so many times before. I think about how Terri got to this place, in this bed, this white-cotton-sheeted bed.Alec by ~depressed-writer
i've edited it, maybe you like it more now
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You are my angel
Come from way above
To bring me love
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Love.
Absence may make the heart grow fonder, but it doesn't do a damn thing for the frustration.
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I will eat your unhappiness!
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It isn't that life ashore is distasteful to me. But life at sea is better.
-Sir Francis Drake