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My Guy Directory Part 2 January 30th 2008My Guy Directory Part 2 by ~IKilledTheProm-Queen
10.48am, In bed
I awoke and I automatically felt wrong. Not like a passing, 'it'll be gone by breakfast' sort of wrong, more like something major had happened and was going to cripple my life.
In my head I personally hoped Hilary had left again, or one of my sisters at least but my stomach just continued to churn; flopping over itself.
I walked wearily in the supposed direction of the bathroom and found myself against a wall.
"Damn it!"
I remembered then I wasn't in MY house, I was in THEIR house. The bathroom was in the totally other direction.
I stumbled down the hallway, cursing the thick carpets and no
My Guy Directory Part 1 January 29th 2008My Guy Directory Part 1 by ~IKilledTheProm-Queen
8.47am, Travelling
This day is significant.
I don't mean somebody died.
I don't mean somebody was born.
I mean, it was significant.
It was my 16th Birthday, but that isn't why it was significant.
It was significant because today was the day my mother decided to wake up to herself; waking me and my four sisters up along with her.
I'm currently travelling in my family's black Toyota; squished into the back as usual. The only difference between yesterday and today is that my father isn't driving; my mother is. How scary.
I guess you can say my mother woke up to find another woman beside her, but that's ju
Random story.... She woke up at the same old time, in the same old place, wearing the same old clothes. Taking a mental note to bring some change into her life, she put on her same old school uniform, ate the same old breakfast, got in the same old car and arrived at the same old school to see her same old friends.Random story.... by ~mandaislebomb
Life was all the same for her. She got up, ate, went to school, came home, did home work, chatted on her computer and went to bed. Ctrl A Ctrl C.
She was so sick of it all. Sick of all this repetition. Sick of the same old.
Until she met him.
She wanted change, but she had never anticipated meeting a boy.
Not just any boy, though.
That boy.
Ex-Him. So kind,Ex-Him. by ~mandaislebomb
you're so kind
to everyone (but me)
let's pretend we ever worked things out.
I love (hate) the way your hair
falls over your (not) perfect eyes
once upon a time
there was me (and you)
complete strangers,
never to meet.
Once upon a time
there was a me
who didn't die inside
every time i heard your name.
Oh, no,
he didn't do that
(oh yes he did)
let's pretend i never met you
let's pretend you ever cared.
Your "i love you" was a lie
yes, you're a "good friend"
read between the lines:
Thanks, you ripped me apart (it was)
Obvious you never cared, (I)
Might consider talking to you again,
(but on the othe
Sta.sh
