Inspired

I need something for inspiration

A clover would be nice

An innocent

A saint

I need something for inspiration

A sliver would suffice

The demons

The reckless habituals

I need something for inspiration

A needless need to fill

Nothing to be gained

Never to be revealed

I need something for inspiration

The melody of thrill

A big, thick hit

A truly wicked trip

I need something for inspiration

His voice, so breathtaking

A silent gasp

A familiar release

I need something for inspiration

A love not worth forsaking

A promise, still forever kept

A wonder to be understood

I need something for inspiration

A painful, broken vow

The creation of anew

Naivity lost

I need something for inspiration

Grasping faith just now

A tie never severed

Trust I mean to keep

I need something for inspiration

So drag me not to the depths of apathy.

Headaches are anti-cunnilingus

I always feel better about everything after I see him.

Buttt

I’ll kill Kristi.  I really will. I will chop her into tiny, tiny little pieces…very, very slowly.

I don’t think Tabitha even considers me a best friend anymore.  I don’t blame her, but she’s a bitch.  And somewhat of a closet Kamry-whore.  Ugh.

 I think I won’t talk to her for a while.

How on Earth am I to get to Hoggard?

I need to, though.  You can’t expect me to survive any longer without my christopher.

He’s so cute….

I get so unbearably jealous! Someone please help me!?!

Anyway….I think I’m going to write a poem or something…I’ll post it later.