what's the price to pay for glory? [ Sunday   08.15.10 2:17am] [ mood | depressed ] [ music | finch // what it is to burn ] FRIENDS ONLY! { image © troubled } This isn't another photograph of a girl showing her body to the masses. Asking to be told she's beautiful. This picture is about me. Why do we have to look like little sluts? What makes boys like us better if our tits were bigger and our bones were visible? Why should I cover myself in some animal-tested make-up just to pleasure their needs? I ask myself those questions every day. --- You left me dressed in vomit. My head in the toilet. My pants smeared with bloodstains. You hate me. Now you hate me. I waved goodbye with my middelfinger in your nose. Your own little slut parade is dead. Dead to the memories that made me a woman. --- READ (57) REPLY

[ Monday   12.08.03 4:35pm] [ mood | angry ] i love it when my friends abandon me READ (5) REPLY

[ Wednesday   12.03.03 9:40am] [ mood | happy ] if looks could really kill then my profession would be staring at marlene, laura, and miguel.

and this is.. the art of growing up [ Thursday   11.27.03 11:42am] [ mood | indifferent ] keep the noise low you don't recover from a night like this a victim still lying in bed completely motionless "this is so messed up" unprepared for a life full of lies and failing relationships. the body on the bed beckons foward and he she starts growing up. die young and save yourself it used to be the reason i breathed but now it's choking me up. despite everything he she learned from his her friends he she doesn't feel so prepared. she he is breathing quiet and smooth (he she is gasping for air). "this is the first and last time" he's she's holding back from telling her him exactly what it feels like. he she is a lamb. she he is the slaughter. she's he's moving way to fast and all he she wanted was to hold her him. nothing that he she tells her him is really having an effect. he she whispers that he she loves her him but she he is probably only looking for... so much more than he she could ever give. he she waits for it to end and for the aching in his her guts to subside. up the stairs, the station where the act is the art of growing up. die young and save yourself // brand new // sic transit gloria... glory fades READ (4) REPLY

oh sooo true [ Saturday   11.15.03 1:56pm] [ mood | useless ] [ music | linkin park // numb ] dear mommy and daddy, i'm tired of being what you want me to be every step that i take is another mistake to you ... i've become so numb all i want to do is be more like me and less like you cant you see that your smothering me? holding too tightly, afraid to loose control. everything that you thought i would be is falling apart right infront of you every step that i take is another mistake to you ... i've become so numb i can't feel you there and i know that i may end up failing too ... i've become so numb ... ive become so tired ive become this but all i want to do is be more like me and less like you im tired of being what you want me to be ... i've become so numb sincerely, raquel READ (2) REPLY

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