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I should be studying...

for the stupid science test on tuesday

the one I know i'll do bad on, no matter how much I study

I should be doing calculations

trying to figure out what the hell  kinetic and potnetial energy is

trying to read the teacher's mind, what kind of questions he might ask


I shouldn't be procrastinating like this

but even the thought that either of you might come

keeps me glued to this screen

and in a world of dreaming

I Remember

I Remember that night... we were all happy, but i guess not all of us. what was going through your head? why would you do that to us. all i want is answers. the out come has destroyed us all. if you could see what it has done to us, I don't think you would have done it.

Fight.

My direct order to you, is to get in a fight. No it does not have to be a fist fight! i want you to fight!

Get in a yelling fight with your next door neighbor! Get in a fight with your teacher about your grade! Get in a fight with your self about what girl is more beautiful! Fight for what you love. that is my direct order to you.

duct tape and a wall of bricks

When i was about 6 my brother and sister had a great idea to duct tape me to the brick wall behind my house... this was there idea for punishment for which I had "told on them". Moral of the story, don’t involve yourself in others situations. The End.

Everyone Lies.

http://www.bestteenpoems.com/poem/be-there-for-me

This poem is beautiful. To some, it may seem creepy, sad and dark. But to me, its complete understanding. It is comfort of not being alone. This was written by a 16 year old girl. I want to meet her and tell her how much i liked her poem.