Shouting Out to My Fellow Bloggers

Following suit to one of my best friends VideoGirl, i have decided to place some quick, shoutouts on my blog account to my best friends and fellow bloggers. All of which are.. ironically, Girls;

First of All theres Bex: You were there when i was lonely.. nobody to understand me, you vented to me and listened to my troubles. As You still do. I needed that, and i still do. Your my sister, my blood brother of sorts, and we're very much alike. You trusted me with viewing your writing and you made me feel good whenever i was low. I just hope i can do the same for you BekkiBex.. i just hope i can be the friend you were to me.

Then VideoGirl herself of course: What can i say but.. Tweet Tweet SQUACK! :) You were always around to make me laugh up a lung and shat bracks and canaries all over the place. You listened to stuff you probly didn't wanna hear and always made me feel better somehow, usually from randomness but it worked wonders. Thanks a billion and two Bing.

Of Course theres Bones: You may trip over fences and fart to rival a nuclear warhead, you also have 1001 reasons to frown. But still your laughing, every fucking second of the day. Theres always something funny around you, some joke to make to your nickname or your blond moments. And your never sour, never outright bitchy. Its YOUR fault i have all of these awesome friends, YOUR fault i met Chelsea and Laura and Mitchell and the Michael's. All because you wouldn't shut up and leave the shy kid alone. Thanks for that, i can never thank you enough, but thanks.

And then theres Allie: What can i say you're a really one of a kind girl forsure. You can write poetry about nearly anything from the themes of the fact taht you dont want anymore pills cuz your already high on life to the simple yet horrid topic of writer's block. Your immensely versatile and you've always been there to listen to my rants and my troubles and you haven't really asked anything of me in return. Thanks so Much! :)

And Finally Chels: It all Began with a stupid Stienz who noticed nothing.. When the girl he REALLY REALLY liked.. liked him, he hadn't noticed and continued to think her WAY out of reach. She was too clever, too cute, too social... but then again.. because he didn't think it possible he noticed nothing.. in that he missed every time she moved close, every time she favored him over others.. he just didn't think it possible.. he didn't think he could be loved by anybody else :P

But he got over all that with a push from a friend.. thats when he decided he'd tell her.. he did.. and here we are.. after waterfalls, Orange Tangy things, New nicknames: Juno, Woody, Bleeker, Tomato Bisque.. and simply a New World.. where theres something worth living for other than hope. Something more than, "things'll get better" They're just fine as they are, aand without needing it things DO just get better and better and better. You are the BEST thing in my life, the best thing thats ever been there.

And Now:

What can i say that i haven't repeated, i'd kill for you, i'd die for you, if you were gone i'd disappear too, I wish i were near you even more, all i'd ever need from you is a hand to hold and i'd be happy.. what you've given me is so much more so much stronger, You are beautiful no matter what you think, You are brave and strong no matter how much belief is put against that, I want to hold you when your cold and wipe away every tear, You've listened to everything.. awkward and beyond, and you've told me everything.. awkward and beyond, your incredibly cute when you're stubborn, when you have your little fits of OCD, when you get easily amused, when your staring into space, when you hold compassion in your eyes, when your eyes are blazing with any emotion, Your eyes are incredible, I'm such a dork i cant stop smiling, i'm such a tard i cant stop laughing and also.. most importantly of all I Love You.


I Love All You Guys!

Home is where the heart is

Home is where the heart is,
and with you i'm never astray.
If Home is where the heart is,
why, at my house, is my heart far away?

Home is where the heart is,
with you i'm always there.
So if Home is where the heart is,
why am I comfortable no matter where?

Because You're there.

Home is where the heart is,
for you its always beating,
so i can follow the steady drone,
follow surety's reading,
All the way to the only place i can truly call Home.

Wherever you are.

As it is

I made a joke today
That the world was perfect as it was
and nobody knew the difference.

I just forgot it
It was just fine
As it was.

Being sarcastic today
when i said that everything was fine
but you smiled, and agreed.

So I left it
As it was

I was kidding today,
told you nothing bad could happen
and you kissed me..

But that was a lie?
So I left it
As it was.

My friend was dying today
I told him he'd be fine, he'd push through.
But he died.

I never said goodbye.
How can i leave it,
As it is?

Bored

Weird Rhyme scheme but i love the poem :P
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Bored To Death, Bored to Tears.
Suffocating in life's nothingness.
Its been so long, seems like years
Since the world was so much more than how its dressed.

Bored out of my mind.
Been waiting so long
But this isn't the time.
To swim along in that freedom, divine.

Bored out of my skull
faced with a life so dull

Why dont you put me out of my misery
Take away the trivialities
Bring back what meant most to me
Just come around, kill the Boredom, set me free
And i'll be yours for Eternity.

Following Music

A Language unheard but never Confused
A Love long cherished but never Used
A Song so simple and wonderful and Sweet
A Bite so final, but never with Teeth.

We All Follow Music
Because The Music in us.
We All Follow Music
Because Music Began us.
We All Follow Music
Because the Music Follows Us.

A Tune Unforgotten but also Unheard
A Book Unwritten but the Secrets are Learned
A Lyric Imprinted, Never to be Forgotten
A Chorus Dancing through the Waves of your Head
Not a Single Beautiful Melody Laying Dead.

We All Follow Music
Because the Music Defines Us
We All Follow Music
Because the Music Inclines us
We all Follow Music
So the Music Will Follow Us

The Cheesy Truth

Been a while since my last post, alot has gone on since then i guess.. I've started school again and really i'm not dreading each day as i did before.. i'm actually looking forward to EVERYTHING... everything seems happy now :P I got Chels to thank for that i guess :)

But this post isn't about school its about the awesome thing that happened today. When Bex and Chels finally met.. not literally of course, being so far from eachother and the fact of Bex's teleporter still being built :P

But i gave Bex Chels's msn after asking Chels first whether she'd like to meet her or not :P Of Course she did, knowing how important my faraway friends are to me. And i'm happy to say that i can truthfully say that they both really opened up to eachother and i couldn't be happier, knowing that my Sister in blood and the one i truly Love can actually call eachother not only friends but according to Chels sisters.

I'm smiling wider than ever, with the simple exception being when Chels held my hand the day after i'd told her i liked her :) Thats the Cheesy Truth, and i wouldn't have it any other way!

Vacation i dont wanna have :/

Going from Monday to Thursday to my cabin. But i dont wanna go. My friend Emily is coming back from holidays on monday.. so i wont see her.. my friend mitch is moving on Thursday so i'll only see him off at the airport.. i dunno BAD TIMING i guess :/ and then again i talk to Chels every day
Dunno what i'd do if i couldn't :P Sounds pathetic but its true :P

Superglue

Smiling for Miles,
whenever i'm around you.
Cant stay away,
cause i'm stuck with some weird kinda superglue.

Laughing like a tard,
whenever i talk to you.
Wont walk away,
cause i'm stuck with some strange sorta superglue.

Fed a million kinds of Cheese,
as i dish out the same for you.
Marveling in why you'd stay,
are you stuck with the same type of superglue?

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hahahaha wow.. another personal piece.. :P

Preying on a Poet

A seductress follows, her charms thrown around, dancing as if airless.
Her ideal is to make the hearts of the loving foolish and careless.
Following without Mercy, never leaving when asked.
Fuck off sweet seductress, it is to love not shallowness i am tasked.

A Seductress, easily jealous, when her flawless charms seem weak,
Soon rips a wound in her target, with an effort less than meek.
But her prey never weakens though secrets have been told
The Poet just keeps walking, a pace no less than bold.

The Secrets spilled out everywhere spewing from the prey
and in that fashion did it continue for many following days.
But the Poet simply kept about his pace
knowing nothing more revolting than the beauty of her face.

And when the day comes that the seduction is finally done
the mind of the bold, undaunted poets shall be taunted and overrun.
For the secrets that fell as the seductress did attack
are now, more than ever, weighing heavy on his back.

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Based on a Nightmare

Up the Creek

Up the Creek without a paddle
facing rapids rushing swift
raging currents hoping to meddle
and cause in my life some empty rift.

Up the Creek without a paddle
abandoned by what i needed most.
Of blame i daren't dabble
when i've lost the support i've needed most.

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C'mon Sil, C'mon Allie, C'mon anybody
theres something i need to say
that may not last the end of tomorro
i've known this many days
but had no advice to borrow.
C'mon somebody