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to end it all?
all the thoughts that go on in my head
make me feel so ******** dead
to shoot myself and end it all
to lie in which the grave i fall
the screaming and moaning i find so soothing
the pain and agony is sometimes moving
the lonelyness i feel is so deep
thats causing me some lack of sleep
i stay awake hours on end
condemplating on cometing sin
to end it all
to finally quit
and just say ******** it, lifes a b***h.
By xXxRaistlinxXx
isn't it so moving? theres just 2 words to describe it beautiful and moving. Oh and I didn't write this, xXxRaistlinxXx did. He is a amazing poet.
 blondchick101 · Mon Dec 18, 2006 @ 02:15am · 0 Comments |
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Think About It
In life the only important things are love and death. love is the beginning of life while death is the end.
blondchick101 · Tue Oct 17, 2006 @ 12:02am · 0 Comments |
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im so over jack hes an idiot i wonder who i like now hmmmmmmm stare
wait I know its........ ummmmm........ I don't know hmmmmmmmmmm
*bangs head against the wall*
blondchick101 · Mon Oct 09, 2006 @ 01:48am · 0 Comments |
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If you enter here prepare to face:
-Extreme peril
-Mad dogs
-An electric shock
-Toxic waste
-The end of the world as we know it
-Deadly diseases
-A nuclear war
-An avalanche
-SEVERE beatings
And many more atrocities, so…
Beware!!!
blondchick101 · Mon Oct 02, 2006 @ 12:27am · 0 Comments |
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The villagers gazed up at the dark sky in fright. Lightning flashed and thunder crashed, the sky darkened to an ominous gray. But out of all this darkness and gloom light was found. Out of the dark gray sky came a platform of light, carrying a sleeping babe. The villagers gazed at this baby as it descended to the ground in awe and amazement. Until a young mother of 28 walked to the now crying babe, picked him up and took him home. He was named Thor, and became known and respected as the thunder god.
He grew up to rich and powerful. He married the daughter of a rich merchant, who became known as the Icicle Queen. Thor was the overlord of Nocternaca. He was a great king in many ways. One of those ways was that he was gifted in the magical sense. He could do anything, or so his people thought. He and his queen had exactly thirteen children together. Thirteen was considered a very unlucky number, and the Icicle queen being a very superstitious woman, plotted for her 13th child to be killed.
The king now decided to leave and seek sanctuary with elves and 7 of his children, as the rest had gone over to the dark side. So, he and his children, who had inherited his powers, left the Icicle Queen to her own reign of power. Which abruptly ended when one of her children assassinated her.
There still are people who are gifted with these extraordinary powers. They are descended from Thor’s 13 children. These people are sent to an academy under the Mauritian Sea. There they are taught to master their powers and many more useful things not all of them magical. This is a tale of misery and sorrow, death and despair, love and hope so readers, beware.
blondchick101 · Mon Oct 02, 2006 @ 12:24am · 0 Comments |
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They were rejects. No one loved them or cared about them they were mistakes. Because they were different. They had been human at one time, but had been mutilated with a series of tests. Scientists had grafted different DNA and chemicals into them. But they had escaped. They were survivors. They didn’t want their life spent rotting away in some prison. They were test tube babies. They had grown like humans even if they had been created with chemicals. They were extremely smart and strong. And they were the pack. Because they always stuck together. Through thick and thin the bad and the good.
We are the pack. And there are six of us altogether. Ziggy has black wings and can see in the dark. Maggie can possess people is telekinetic, and can morph into a lynx. Gabriel has calico cat ears a tail cat eyes and retractable claws that come out of his knuckles. He can also see in the dark. His sister Lucy is the same except her ears and tail are white. My name is Lily. I am the leader. I am a mermaid and I have wings. Whenever I completely submerge myself in water I become a mermaid.
blondchick101 · Mon Oct 02, 2006 @ 12:23am · 0 Comments |
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Middle school is a drag. You may be respected because you are in the middle and not babies anymore. When really all the high school students are laughing at you because they think they are so much better. This helps to comfort them, as there are people with higher status than them. These are great and almighty
College Students!
They have hotties and complete nerds. So either way its every kids dream. They have wild parties, which everyone dreams of crashing. But never gets around to actually do the crashing. This is because we are the inferior race or species. In middle school you are just getting used to switching classes and having tons of different teachers at the same time. So all the kids in a higher grade than you are of course going to take advantage of you. They will either pay you to do their homework for them or will threaten you to do it. There is a big difference between these to kinds of people. The first one is the populars or the jocks. They pay you to keep you quiet not because they feel you should be rewarded for your hard work, that’s what grandparents are for. The second kind is the bully. They want the work done or else. That is the message they convey through waving their fist in your face.
Now, these two people are only one of many different kinds of people. And there is not just one of each either. They are all part of cliques. There are the drama club, the populars, the jocks, the art geeks, the nerds, the band and lots more. There are also three classes. Which are the first class, middle class, and the nerdy class. These are all part of a schools society. If we were all populars and jocks, there would be no one to gossip about. We are all part of the circle of life. Without the nerds there would be no scientists. Without the middle class there would be no writers or doctors. So if everyone were a first class the world would be made up of singers, movie stars, and fashion designers.
Whenever someone got sick they would die because there are no doctors. Everyone would have very short life spans. So, don’t feel to bad if you are considered a nerd or in the middle class. In school we have our own little society. Where the Principle is the evil overlord and all the teachers are the dread minions of doom who send you to perpetual detention if you so much as breathe out of turn.
School is a constant battle between good and evil. Some times it’s the teachers vs. the kids and sometimes it nerdy class vs. First class. And sometimes there is no good and evil it just two people fighting against each other for their rights. But there is one person above all. With a higher status than everyone. She is the great and powerful, the only detective of her kind, she is the unbeatable
Astrid!
She is the creator of the cosmos and beyond and puts a new meaning to the phrase ‘I solved the mystery.’ with her incredibly logical brain she misses not even the slightest detail. Which is why she is known as
The New Sherlock Holmes.
People go to Astrid when they need advice or when a mystery needs to be solved. And that is exactly why someone was going to her today. He had a sweatshirt over his head and he kept his heed down so that none could see his face. He walked down to her office with what would seem like an air of confidence. When really he was shaking uncontrollably inside. This was because the student council had banned his kind.
He pushed and shoved his way through the crowd around her office until his hand was on the doorknob. He turned his wrist and pushed open the door. Astrid was sitting at her desk with her feet up. But when she saw him enter she abruptly put them down. She put her hands together and asked the person what is it he wanted. He put down his hood and Astrid leaned forward in her seat in surprise as she saw that it was a student from Austin junior high. I have a mystery for you he said.
“ If you are willing to help.” He said
“ I am always willing to help. Now what is this mystery of yours?” Astrid said putting her feet back up.
“ My name is Tim and well you see there is a pen thief. He is stealing everyone’s pens so we have to use pencils.” Tim said glancing around. Astrid leaned forward.
“ You mean to tell me someone is stealing pens?” She said putting her feet down. Tim nodded. “Pens?” Astrid asked again, ”are you serious?”
“Yes I am dead serious” Said Tim
“ Well I suppose I could ask the principle if I go to your school for a project for a couple of weeks. Or until I crack this case.” Astrid said sighing. Little did she know that this was not simply someone stealing pens for the fun of it, some one was stealing pens out of revenge anger and hatred. Stealing pens was only the first part of a three-part plan. Little did Astrid know that this was a criminal genius with a mind that almost matched hers. This would be a case like no other. This would be a case that would take her a while to crack.
blondchick101 · Mon Oct 02, 2006 @ 12:22am · 0 Comments |
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