found some poetry floating around on my ipod. I'm dumping it here then deleting it XD

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And if I were still in love with you three years into the war?
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I'm thinking about you right now...I didn't think I could do two weeks without you. You're a les sensitive version of jamie. I can't listen to you bitch and whine about people taking care of you... If you want to open up a bit I'm all ears. you know that. I'm disgusted by myself and how much I need you. and how much I miss you. its three in the morning holy cocksucker.
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(did I mention I find these hilarious?)
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Every girl seems to talk about how nice and considerate the people they have their cute little crushes on. People ask me why I love you. you don't deserve it. or want it for that matter. go be with christina, or better yet go ind someone who finds you repulsive...fcking fuckfuckfuck FUCK
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He touches me, and I break, because you were so gentle.
He kisses me, and I pull back because you tasted so much sweeter.
He holds me, and I hold my breath, hoping to look up
and see you smiling down at me.
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I see no scheme in your eyes
I see a smile, not a smirk
I see genuine emotion
Not the shallow list your words betray
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Life is like an abusive relationship, it never beats you badly enough to kill you, and when it wants to, the belt usually breaks at the last minute
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I'll kiss you with my swollen lips, smelling of cigarettes, cheap alchohol
I'll write you poems in the middle of the night.
for you, anything.
Cause You're my everything.
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Oh my god, my family.
I might kill myself, to get away from them,
but then theyd all be at my funeral.
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God, You're awful,
and you lie
and you lie.
and I can't stand you I can't STAND you
but all at once I'd instantly die for you
and your lies
and your stupidity
Your indecision
and how good you smell...
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I've got an intake interview monday I'm bored I'm lonely got money in my wallet, burning a hole, pack of................smokes.
I feel close. haven't known each other long enough. Theres nobody to hurt, whats the point?
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Arranged corpse story
Its woodsmoke metalmug
Tensity of fleeting childhood
and relative comfort.
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I wrote this about a therapy group
As long as there has been communication, there has been miscommunication.
People pick up, or don't pick up, subtle nuances in speech. If you don't get the joke, you're likely left feeling offended or awkward. This leaves you alienated and often unfriendly or awkward with the person who told the joke. and thats fine. we shouldent have to explain ourselve to anyone over the age of twelve.
So really, they arent trying to change our lives, theyre trying to take basic human instinctand change the works through a group of unstable group of teenagers.
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I think I've actually banished dickhead from my mind/heart.
all it took was someone to show me I was still good, it came in liam form.
What a sweet guy, I adore him, I really do.
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I really miss you
David, when are you coming home?
When you left I felt the urge to kiss you.
Though I don't think I would ever have the courage.
I'm trying to move aong, but to think of you.
it still brings tears to my eyes.
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Speaking of david. on a happier note he's coming home on the sixteenth. maybe I'll actually be less awkward this time XD
I don't know what I'm scared of. he's perfectly nice.
And I havent done well in the women department lately.