Strawberry Starfruit?!?!

Good morning kiddos. So... I haven't slept... Just don't tell dad, and YES there is a 45% Chance that this evening will be partly cloudy with a chance of irritability showers. But yea.   So ... Did you know the versitility of a straightener, a brush and a head band for that hair that is too short to "scene" it up.. but too long to spike... I have found the answer! and i look cute. welll Skeedaddle Skittles!

My Epic Battle With Makeup

So Yes.. I Am Sitting Here... Playing In My Makeup... Andrea ish Watching.. and after like... 40 minutes or beating the blue eyeshadow to open it.... it opens.. but is a fine powder... i tried biting.. twisting.. hitting and still the eyeshadow was a relentless character..only when i pushed and twisted.. did it open... OMG!

Memoirs Of The American Teenager Poem # 3

Put me out of my misery
Let me kiss the gun
Let me bathe in razorblades
Feel them caress my skin
Fall into death's cold embrace.
Never speak again.

R!@n!

Memoirs Of The American Teenager Poem # 2

You are always there
The light in my abyss
Will they accept you?
Does it matter?
Not to me.
Not anymore.
If they abandon me,
They never loved me.
All that matters is us.
The sun shining on my world.
Without you my existence would end.
Stay with me.
I will beg you if I must.
Help me.
Spread my wings and fly.

R!@n!

Memoirs Of The American Teenager Poem # 1

Apart but so close.
Your breathing quickens,
However,
Fate is determined to set us apart.
At one time we were the same.
Are we still?
How can a simple embrace evoke so much feeling, that Heaven &
Hell cannot suppress it?
I may suffer.
I would take a bullet for you.
A bullet in the chest  would hurt less, than the death that would come on swift wings, ifyour shoulder turned to ice at my presence.

R!@n!

A Poets Heart Is Like An Ocean....

So Beginning Tonight I Am Going to Start Posting Some of my Poetry for the Masses to See. Uhmm... I Will Probably Post Two Tonight. Enjoy, Tell Me What U Think. Dont Steal. They Are Copyrighted.  

P.S My poems are untitled freeverse poems, so they will be titled by the number they were written

Postieee is Wearing a Sweaterr.

Tylah was wearing a sweatah today. he is Ty, The Tasmaninan Tylahh. Yush.
The End.
Hushpuppy? DETAILS!?!?! DONT SAY LIKE!
Okay. Fer Realzz. Tha End.
Niglets.
Peace.
wow.
im hyper.
SHAM WOW O.o
i gotta go.