9/30 DS

I freakin' love you! Like so serious. I know sometimes it seems as if I dnt know who or what I am, thats because I dnt lol. But regardless, you've always accepted me 4 who I am. (whoever that may be). Okay let me stop bein all sentimental. . . lol
When are we going to get it on?!? lol ya know chagachaga, trene manasatue. lol all of those are probably spelled wrong. I've been waiting to suck on your lip piercing for a while now. ;) gosh u get me hott!! lol okay page is just about full. (A whole 10 lines left) lol yea you should write me back. wanna know what you think.

~'smooches'~ DS :)

9/30 Splatterpunk

I wish I had somebody. Anybody. Sometimes I feel like there's something wrong with me. I think I'm missing something. Sure I'm not the prettiest one here, or the thinnest, but there are fatter, uglier girls walking around whoring it up.
I hate being me, I look up other famous mixed people, but it doesn't help. I hate being so different, I hate not knowing who I am or what I will do with my life,--
But then I see her, with her long, brown curls and laughing freckles, and it's all okay. She's so beautiful, but she's not like me. But even if I don't have her love, I'm glad I have her friendship. She is the one thing in the world that is right.

-Splatterpunk

9/30 Tre Cop

Man this school is Nucking futs!! As God is my witness, I try my hardest to succeed in live & in the freaking school & God forgive me but this school sucks sweaty BAllS!! Man I hate this PLACE & its only tuesday! we haven't even been in this school for 2 months & I HATE already. Homecoming was cool, but I'm still grounds MAN! LiFe is sucking right now LOL. . . But it could always be worse.

-Tre Cop

9/30 Me <3

I dont know what to do anymore, there are 4 of them. One my ex, one ive talked to for a couple yrs and the other two, well im not sure. I really miss my ex. he was amazing, but i think that is all the past, which really hurts b/c thats not what i had wanted. for the one i have talked for for a couple yrs, we've gone through alot.. never went out though. which is good i assume i just dont think about it. But when he talks to me everyday its hard. Now the other two, one is just a friend, we have just recently started talking and he is really sweet. Not really looking for anything there though. But with the other one, I think i am starting to like him =\. We text alot, talk about doing some things. We probably will once we hang out. hes cool, but we aren't on the same "level". So i dont think anything would ever happen. boys suck. they all get to us, then Leave us. I mean, there are 4 great guys here but i cant have any of them. I guess thats how my life goes. Depressing and upsetting. Oh well.

-me <3

9/30 Alex

Society upsets me. Every new musician sounds the same. The same whiny voice and the depressing lyrics. The world needs to grow a pair. Be unique for once. There are so many twisted stereotypes today that no one wants to stand up and change them. Someone needs to changet hat, but I'm afraid that no one will.

9/30 Sara

Last night I got to hang out with him again, but its never like I want it. I hang out with him at his work, enjoying every minute. Yet at 2:00 am when he gets off it changes. I become someone else to him. Only business. Why do I like him so much? I think about him all the time, but does he think about me like that? So we go to other peoples houses smoke, drink. I have sex with other guys, but never with him, we have sex, but its always fast and then hes gone. And I understand that, because he does have a wife and a baby girl. What is wrong with me? A married man? He does like me, but will that be enough? Theres just too many questions and I don't know the answers to any of them, so why ask? Its all the same, different guys, but it all feels the same. No love, nobdy who really wants me for me. They only like me for my body. Me firm, perky breasts and my nice ass. After they have had their way with me, I return to him. Business is business. He drops me off a block away from my house. He hugs me thightly, tells me thank you and he'll see me tomarrow. I go home and try to get some sleep, but I can only think about him. I try not to think about the wrong I have dont, because it makes me feel terrible about myself. MEntally I feel dirty, but I am clean. I still go take long showers. Washing and washing. Only to find that I still feel dirty and I still can't get to sleep. So I lay in bed waiting for tomorrow, when after school I can see him.

-Sara

9/30 Kenna Coconut

Kenna Coconut Again!
Someday I will fuck millie really hard in the most lesbian way ever and she is gonna like it. No, She'll love it!! HORRAY! She can't wait.

-Kendra

(JK Millie!!!)

9/30 Mickey

I get to leave earley today!!!

-Mickey

9/30 Millie Cat

Millie is about to pass out!

-Millie Cat

9/30 Kenna Coconut

KENNA COCONUT WILL ONE DAY RULE THE EARTH!!!!!

-Lorrie Kendra Marie Folsum

9/29- Toni

On sunday mornings I wake up and gently push the covers off of me. I sit up and look in the mirror to see someone I no longer recognise. the first thing on my to do list it to light up a cigarette, being as quiet as I can so they dont know I'm awake yet. I lay back with my cigarette in my mouth. Inhale. Exhale. My mind can't keep but from wondering. How many shots of E&J did I have last night? How many blunts did we smoke? How many people were even in my back yard last night? 10. 3. 5. I know all the answers, I just want to know why I let him have sex with me again? I'm sapposed to be in love with her. It's not that I'm not in love with her, its just, when I get that way, that high, that drunk, which is all too often; I cant help but let my friends influence me. He is my friend, my best friend, I just wish he would stop taking advantage of me. I love him like a brother, only. How can she trust me, when I can't even trust me?

-Toni <3

9/29- Wagner

How does life and so easily? Dusty isn't even that old and he died Friday. His wife had twins almost a year ago. Cancer has taken my family, most of the women on my fathers side have breast cancer. Will it happen to me?
Him! I've been waiting to break up with him for almost 2 months. We don't talk, we just kiss when we see each other. Who does he think he is telling me he loves me? He doesn't even kno the real me. The one who smiles when she should. The one who laughs when she should. the one who parrots the lies of 'ILoveYou' to him.
Her! Can she not see how I adore her? The way she handles kids @ work with me. Always so kind and understanding. We had a great time, or at least I did. Did she? Driving around with her in my car just smoking, talking & listening to the radio with her.
She! She is always all over me! Why can't she understand that I don't think of her that way and never will. I did once but she said she could never love me like that. So I loved her like a sister & she got mad . I'm taking her to Washington's Homecoming. She's going to wear a white dress and I'm going in white shoes, white pants, & white tie, and a lime green shirt.
They! Watch me. Waiting for me to fuck up again. Keeping me in line, hoping I cross the line again so that they can beat me. Never again! I tried to be the perfect child, but never could be. To them, Dusty, Him, Her, & She: I'm sorry that I can't be what you want me to be. The perfect Robot That Never FucKs Up! That's not ME!


My name is Wagner

9/29- Splatterpunk $helb$

David was the only one who could wake Shanelle up. It was a delicate procedure-- she didn't sleep much, and waking up early was not an easy matter for her. Not unless David did it.
He would run the backs of his fingernails up and down her back, slowly, gently, until her eyes fluttered open. Then he would kiss her on the forehead and say,"Morning Shanelle," in a soft voice.
She always felt ready for the rest of the day when David woke her up. But after their early morning routine, they stayed apart for the rest of the day, her in her studio and him at his book store. She tried not to think about him, because it hurt inside. She tried to focus on her art, but every once in a while she would mix a blue the exact same color as his eyes, or brush on a yellow the same as his hair. It was those times that she couldn't help but think how she loved everything about David, but didn't love him.



SPLATTERPUNK $HELB$

The Journal Kids

The whole point of this blog is to take a deep look into different peoples lives through short entries. The original journal is in circulation and the entries will be entered onto here everyday. Everyone has an alias, or two, so don't expect to know who's writing what. Enjoy =]