The Comeback

[Mood: Bored]
[Music: R Kelly ft Usher - Same Girl]

I'm grounded from the internet so I hope that explains the lack of updates.

I'm on serious probation...so tht means am home bound for a while.

College courses are drivin me mad!!

Parents want me to do computer science n I dont!!!...I wanna do somethin in Business or HR

Maybe I'm just gonna find some rich dude..get married...n live in the Carribean Islands!

I suck at math honey!!

Either its Life or Monash...Advantages at Life is that I get to go to Melbourne,

I'm dying out of boredom at home

Goin 2 skool 2moro!!!

I miss Kc n Vitz loadz!!!!

Also everyone else 2!

I'm workin a whole lot at harder at home..maybe cause there's fuckin notta else to do

Abel n I spend too much 2gether..its weird...it's like standard 1 again where he bullys me...*sheesh*

I hav effin no idea when I'll blog again

I miss my lappie n the internet

I'm gonna update myself on the music world

Loadz of Love

Beauty in Pain

[Mood: Dark]
[Music: Evanescence - Sweet Sacrifice]

The edge of the blade shines,
The beauty of it,
And the effects it can bring,
The pain is on the inside and it's longin to get out,
As the blade hits her pretty wrist,
She knows it will leave a scar,
And its what she's longing for,
Livin with a cut so deep,
She wants it out physically.
For it feels unbearable.

The shinnin blade in her dim room,
She doesn't deserve this,
Hopin no one else will ever feel this way,
The edge hits her lovely wrist,
Softly yet sweetly she runs it across her wrist,
Not deep enough to kill but enough to leave a life long scar,
This is what she wanted,
Something to remind her of those words,
The unbearable pain along with her painful tears is a beautiful sight,
Her misery is out on the open,
Satisfication sinks in,
She's just died on the inside.

A stained blade sits in the drawer,
It's her best fren for now,
One day she'll get over it,
But not for now,
There's just too much misery,
Too much ache and hate,
Her crimson blood hits the floor,
The bleedin and tears,
The pain of a sad,lonely gurl.

She seems perfect on the outside,
But no one knows the truth,
Her perfect clothes and shoes,
No one hears those bitter tears,
She aches for love and life,
Confined by those walls,
She longs to live,
But there seems no way out.

She screams,
Yells,
Sobs,
Bleeds,
But no one hears her.
No one cares.

The crimson stained blade
The beauty of a scar.
The story of a beautiful wound.