All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players.
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.
Thursday, August 31, 2006 / 1:33 PM
We are lost 'til we are foundThis phoenix rises up from the groundHols have started baby! WooHoo!!!Rockin music, killer atmosphere and people dressed to impressed.We're gonna have a hell of a ball.Let's start this off with style.DJ, drop it like its hot.If you only run for cover, it's just a waste of time
Wednesday, August 23, 2006 / 3:47 PM
All I hear are liesSeeing you in your disguiseWanting me was just a playLeft you then and went my wayBut then you pulled me inCovered in your sinBlood upon my faceYou made me a disgraceWalking closer to the fireBurning with the desireTo step right off the edgeYou think I'm scaredSo here's me wishing you wellHope to hear your screamsas you burn in hell
Wednesday, August 16, 2006 / 3:01 PM
If I have to hear one more word regarding a certain matter I swear I'll screamHow the hell can it be them? How?! As if my world wasn't messed up as it is
Thursday, August 10, 2006 / 10:43 AM
Excuse the last post. My muse has left me.She went to the Carribean a couple of months ago and has not yet returned.She met Chrystal's muse and they hung out together, drinking cocktails and partying all night.Then Chrystal's muse missed Chrystal and came back.Mine however has found a new muse to play with, back in the Carribean.WHY?????!!!!!!I WANT MY MUSE BACK!;Correction: I NEED MY MUSE BACK!
Monday, August 07, 2006 / 3:57 PM
Sun rises.
Sun sets.
Staring out the window.
Staring at the moon and the stars.
Wishes on the first star she sees.
She wishes to get away from her life.
She wishes to stop the tears.
She wishes to stop thinking about the knife.
Days go by.
Night drags on.
Her wishes don't come true.
She decides she can't wait any longer.
Takes the knife and whispers, "Take me away".
They find her body in a pool of blood.
Found out her mother left her;
Her father hit her.
Her boyfriend raped her.
Her sister tried to kill her.
They ask how could such a thing happen?
Behind closed doors, not all is as it appeared to be.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006 / 3:31 PM
When I come to the clubs, step asidePop the seeds, don't be hating me in the lineV.I.P because you know I gotta shine
Tuesday, August 01, 2006 / 3:19 PM
Do u honestly have nothing better to do?That might explain why you're taking the identities of others.BTW, Ado I don't hate you.That was written by some person pretending to be.Sorry about that.
