This Is It.

Intervention. ;p

I hate teachers.

I hate F's.

I hate turning my work in on time, but teacher grading it late.

I hate school.

I hate intervention.

FUCK YOU.

Today was going to be greeat.

But school ruined that.

Can't you see;

I just want to be with you.

I lovee you. (:

Just Another Old Poem.

I'm in love with you.

What more can I say.

I wouldn't want it any other way.

So why not take a chance.

Just take a chance on me.

I just want to be with you,

why won't you let us be?

I promise I won't hurt you.

I just think we could be happy.

I wish you'd take a chance on me.

Just to see if we'd work.

I don't want us to miss out on each other.

To be yours is all I want.

You could be all I ever need.

We could be perfect for each other.

So why won't you take a chance on me?

Lame Jokes Make Me Happy.

What did one saggy booby say to the other saggy booby?!
What?!
"We better get some support or people will think we're nuts!"

Ha!

Sir Gangster,

Pardon me, sir gangster, but I do believe your trousers are descending.

Lmfao.

I own every season of Charmed on dvd and will probably fight someone to the death over its goodness. I once got into an argument so heated over it, I called the people I was arguing with "commoners" and "ignorant peons." Yeah...its THAT serious.

I got high for the first and only time in my life last year. I was sitting straight up and then started feeling like I was leaning over to my side and about to fall but I knew that I wasn't and that made me start giggling. Then I got scared 'cuz I thought everyone could hear my thoughts - partly 'cuz I was shouting them. So I tried to think a whole bunch of things at once so nobody could tell what I was thinking, which meant I was basically yelling nonsense for about 12 minutes.

I can't sleep with socks on or with the bedroom door open unless a light is on outside of the door. Don't judge me!

:D

Hell yeah, little dude.

(;

You Don't Even Want To Save Yourself.

Watch my heart bleed, as tears fall.

Silently from these tired eyes.

I hate it, and you just turn your face.

Cry for these cut feet that lead me nowhere.

Just be happy you're not me.

This body that holds me is too weak.

I'm too choked up on pretending.

I cannot think to speak.

Life laughs in my face as it grows more violent.

With each scar it creates.

Tears no longer heal them.

They are cut to the bone.

Permanent, so painful, unbearable.

Kiss these tired hands.

Relieve these shoulders of weight.

SAVE ME!

But why would you?

You don't even want to save yourself.

No More.

I can't take it anymore.
My wrists are getting so sore.
Someone help me.
I can't bare the pain.
I'm tired of all the suffering.
I just wish it would all go away.

They say parents love you the most.
But how can that be true?
I can't stand the names.
'Fat', 'Ugly', 'Freak'.
Will your hurtful words ever end?
Will the love ever begin?
Your words cut me deeper than any razor could.

I would get my hopes up,
only to have them crushed.
I've learned to know better.
But it can get so hard.

I'm sick and tired of hiding my arms.
Each cut gets deeper and deeper.
I just want it to stop.
I want all the pain to go away.
I feel like I'm living behind lies.
I can't take it anymore.

I wrote that when I was younger,
it isn't one of my best.

The Lost. The Sick. The Sacred.

Baffled by the way she screams.
Shattered hearts and bursting seems.
Life is full of expectations never to be met.
Singing songs of thankfulness could never be enough.
Shifty eyes, the fakest grins.
Shall I do the honors?
I turn my head thinking about this side of you.
Oh, for my sanity I really need a break.
But I can't take the time away.
This need is way too great.
Will I let the world destroy me?

We are the lost.
We are the sick.
We are the sacred.
We accept you.
For everything you are.

We beat ourselves down and never think twice about judging or hating.
Well isn't that nice.
Cruel and filled with trials, a lifetime it seems.
They would turn around and spit in your face.
I'm lost and I feel sick, but that's just too bad.
I'd say it's time to talk, but I'm just not ready.
You might feel sorry for a simple minded soul, but what baby wants, baby gets.

I'll find a chair, stand, and tell you how it is.
Reminders for the past demand, never let it go.
You fall short of being where you'd hope to be.

We are the lost.
We are the sick.
We are the sacred.

Fuck This.

Fuck this!
Cross my heart,
I hope you die.
Left by the road side.
Karma's a bitch, right?

Find Something Better To Do.

Don't judge me.
You don't have the right to.
You don't know what I've been through.
You don't know what I've felt.
Or what I feel right now.
So find something better to do with your time,
than to judge someone you know nothing about.

You're Coming Undone.

Hate This.

Hate me. I really won't care either way.

There's nothing you can do that will break me apart.

Nothing you can do to shatter me to pieces.

Oh, no I'm too smart for that.

I know all the lines, all the looks.

I know all the fakes, all the liars.

I know all the gruesome tales, all the right guys.

I know about you, and all that lust.

Yes, I know all about your scheming, and your lies.

And you're not going to use them on me.

Best Friends.

I got your back, as you have mine.

I'll help you out, anytime.

When I see you hurt, and see you cry.

It makes me weep and wanna die.

If we agree to never fight,

it doesn't matter who's wrong or right.

If there's a broken heart that needs a mend,

just know I'll be there, right to the end.

If your cheeks are wet from all the tears,

Don't worry. I'll help you let go of your fears.

Hand in hand, love is sent.

We'll be friends, until the end.

[VANITY]was always my favorite[SIN]

[GLAMOUR]was always my favorite[WEAPON]

[PAIN]was always my favorite[PLEASURE]

[BEAUTY]was always my favorite[CRIME]

[ENVY]was always my favorite[POISON]

[LOVE]was always my favorite[HATE]

[FAME]was always my favorite[MOTIVE]

I Am...

I Am...

I am, a daughter, a sister, a grand-daughter, a niece,

a cousin, a friend. I am a student, a young

girl and a grown woman. I am confident and scared,

terrified and excited. I am loving, and caring, and

thoughtful, and hopeful. I am sick and tired. I am

shy and friendly, and careful and careless. I am

broken and whole. I am misunderstood, misguided,

and mislead. I am hard working and determined, but

a little scared on the inside. I wish on stars and

dream my dreams. I pray to God, and cry my tears.

I smile on the outside, while I'm dying on the inside.

I listen to others who won't listen to me. I walk on

eggshells, and I walk on fire. I believe in passion,

but not true love. I love you and I push you away.

I want you, but not so close. I am everything and

nothing all at once. And all I want is for you to

LOVE ME.

Meet Travis.

He's kind of like my bestfriend.

Be optimistic.

The people you hate will die eventually.

I'm Done.

I am so tired of everything and everyone.

School is shit.

Grades are going down the toilet.

Home life is at rock bottom.

Social life is getting worse and worse everyday.

I sometimes wish I could just end it all.

I'm beginning to hate just about everything.

All I ever do anymore is sleep and blog about stupid shit.

I dread waking up every morning, because I know that day isn't going to be any better.

I'm never as happy anymore.

I'm not as out going and silly as I used to be.

I just keep to myself, like a turtle always in a shell.

I don't care about things as much as I used to, I hardly even care at all.

I no longer try to live up to people's expectations.

You can take your stupid expectations and shove them up your ass.

I'm tired of following everyone's pointless rules.

This is my middle finger up and a loud 'fuck you!' to everyone.

'Cause I'm done.

A Little Something to Make You Laugh.

Cover your stump before you hump.

Before you attack her, wrap your wacker.

Don't be silly, protect your willy.

When in doubt, shroud your stout.

Don't be a loner, cover your boner.

You can't go wrong, if your shield your dong.

If you're not going to sack it, go home and whack it.

If you think she's spunky, cover your monkey.

It'll be sweeter if you wrap your peter.

If you slip between her thighs, be sure to condomize!

She won't get sick if you wrap your dick.

If you go into heat, package your meat.

While you're undressing Venus, dress up your penis.

When you take off her pants and blouse, suit up your mouse.

Especially in December, gift wrap your member.

Never ever deck her, with an unwrapped pecker.

Don't be a fool, vulcanize your tool.

The right selection, is to protect your erection.

Wrap it in foil, before you check your oil.

A crank with armour, will never harm her.

If you really love her, wear a cover.

Don't make a mistake, cover your snake.

Sex is cleaner, with a packaged weiner.

If you can't shield your rocket, leave it in your pocket.

No glove, no love.

If you think she'll sigh, cover old one eye.

Even if she's eager, protect her beaver.

No one likes a horses ass, protect yourself at climax.

Shield her from the hunt, untill you shoot her in the cunt.

Avoid a frown, contain your clown.

Harness the pygmy man, before entering the bearded clam.

Constrain the little head, before you stick it in the shed.

Put a condom on your dink, before you dart it in her sink.

The weasel you must surround before you please her on the ground.

Cloak the joker before you poke her.

Encase that torch before you paint her porch.

Cape your throbber before you bob her.

After detection sheath your erection.

Before you penetrate, hide your magistrate.

Don't suprise her, plug your geyser.

Cover your lumber before you pump her.

Protect her wrinkle before you sprinkle.

She won't bristle if you wrap your whistle.

House your noodle then release your strudel.

Put your dog in the pound and make her yelp like a hound.

Shelter your jerky then nab that turkey.

Cage that snake, then shake and bake!

Cover your peter, it will be much neater.

Coat that Labrador, then allow him to explore.

It's always funky to cage your monkey.

It won't be funny with a coatless dummy.

It won't be fun with an unwrapped thumb.

It's not much money to catch your honey.

Don't be a fool, cover your tool.

Don't excrete, wrap your meat.

Please God- If you can't make me skinny.

Make my friends fat!

P.S. I apologize for my terrible Paint drawing skills.

:D

OD Patton, PH Payne, KA Douglas

The coolest kids around.

The Things I Love;

I love when you tell me you love me.
I love the way you make me feel.
I love how I can be as weird as I want around my sisters.
I love AIM.
I love Formspring.
I love music.
I love my BESTfriends; Daniel, Taylor, Brandice, Oralis, Katie, and Shawn.
I love Mountain Dew.
I love the heat.
I love my phone.
I love gum.
I love my family.
I love bracelets.
I love Converses.
I love the feeling of knowing you mean something to someone.
I love showers.
I love swimming.
I love animals.
I love how crazy my parents are.
I love how crazy my friends are.
I love Facebook.
I love posting things on here.
I love new people.
I love traveling.
I love doing new/different things!
I love dancing. ;p
I love kids.
I love how there's so many things I love, and am thankful for.
<3

The Things I Hate;

I hate when I'm cold.
I hate when my internet is slow.
I hate when you won't text me back.
I hate feeling like my parents don't want to spend time with me.
I hate when I disappoint my parents.
I hate how my BESTfriends, all go to different schools.
I hate when I can't go places.
I hate when I can't figure out what to wear.
I hate when I get a lot of homework.
I hate how much I fight with my mother.
I hate being sick.
I hate having to take my medicine.
I hate feeling like my parents don't trust me.
I hate when I fight with the people I love.
I hate having to ride the nasty bus.
I hate when my hand goes numb.
I hate wearing my wrist cast/brace.
I hate when you yell at me.
I hate when Formspring acts dumb.
I hate when my phone messes up.
I hate how I let people in, and always end up hurt from it.
I hate when people let me down.
I hate when people judge me, even though they know NOTHING about me.
I hate knowing nothing I can do, will ever make you happy.
I hate when I can't find what I need.
I hate when I get so mad, I hurt the people I'm closest to.
I hate how I get jealous.
I hate how I don't get to see you a whole bunch.
And I hate how I hate so many things.

I'm A Little Teapot

A song by: OD Patton & KA Douglas.

I'm a little teapot,
short and stout.
Here is my handle,
here is my penis.
When I get all steamed up,
hear me shout,
"Bend over baby and let me put it in your mouth!"

Hope you liked it. ;p

I Stole This From Brandi. ;p

Type your name in my blog comments.

Once you do that, this is what I'll do for you:

1. I'll respond with something random about you.

2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.

3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.

4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.

(If possible. If not, I'll just say something.)

5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.

6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.

7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.

8. I'll tell you my favorite thing about you.

9. I'll tell you my least favorite thing about you.

10. If you play, you MUST post this on your blog.

Sissy.

I miss your big brown eyes,

and your beautiful curly hair.

I miss staying at your house,

and how I'd always leave covered in your dogs' hair.

I miss your smile,

I miss your stare.

Oh, how I miss your laugh,

and the way you cared.

I miss going to work with you,

I even remember my job.

You'd make me scrub the floor,

wall to wall.

I'm sure you thought I was annoying,

when I was a little kid.

I always followed you around,

I even copied what you did!

I've always thought you were the coolest,

you were a role model to me.

I wanted to be the best little sis,

I wanted you to be proud of me.

I hate that you're gone.

I just wish it was all a dream.

But knowing it's not,

just makes me want to scream.

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

We should've grown old together.

Everyone says, "There's a reason for everything."

That it's all a part of God's plan.

It just makes me so sad.

It's like nobody understands.

You weren't just a lost.

You were so much more.

A part of me just died,

the night the corner walked through the door.

I wrote that when I was eleven.

So, it's probably not the best.