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Jul. 7th, 2005 @ 08:40 am nothingness
life is cool
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Feb. 8th, 2005 @ 09:06 pm life.... ummm... uhhh....ok kinda
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: Bouling for soup!!!
ok.... well some say that "lifes a bitch" but really life is like a butthole, well think about it, no matter what people say they all have one and it seems that shit comes out of everyones life, just like everyones butthole, huh? Damn right, its true lifes a butthole... lol... well lifes pretty stressful but I think Im quitting most of the drugs and I am gonna try! as hard as anerd boner, eff yes! lov ya bye booby
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Feb. 1st, 2005 @ 07:55 pm poetry once again
Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Nirvana
Well not to get all mushy and shit but My boyfriend/ex/break/wat the fuk ever is making me cry every day and I think I will write a poem to tell how I feel!
struggled times,
break me down,
but lovers hurt,
and hang around
questions asked,
answers won't come.
if life is good,
than wheres the fun?
I feel like a spade,
in a deck of 52,
and Im forgtton,
forgotten by you.
why hurt me?
do I hurt you?
well Im sorry,
and tearful too.
wen your happy,
I am not,
you get angry,
with my teardrops.
wat to do,
oh wat to do
Im lost, Im broken
Oh wat to do
well Thats the poem for today, leave me comments please
love, Rache'
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Jun. 22nd, 2004 @ 11:05 pm depressed
Current Mood: depressed
Current Music: blink 182
I'm bored and every night I think about my life, is it worthless? Will I ever "BE SOMEONE"? Will I succeed? And then I think about my love for James, is it true? I it just a couple of kids being losers and letting the mind trick itself into think that I have found the right person, have I? Dear fucking god!
I wish I'd die before I wake,
And for you,
My soul to take!
Bedtime prayers,
seem as spells,
from a wicked tongue,
morbidity dwells.
I wanna love crist,
doth I already do,
but does jesus believe,
in me to stay true.
My faith shant fail,
My mind desheeth,
as my life sins,
I fall beneath.
The chained folicle,
The winged creep,
fiercing rods,
splice, so deep!
I end the prayer,
begin my Dream,
To death wrap over,
lift the bright beam.

thank you for listening, though your not their, I really want to meet my savior jesus crist, I believe Im destine for better, more miraculous things, not avaliable on this meddling earth. I guess my only reason to stay is because god hasn't picked me up yet and I must be here for some fucking reason, right? yes of course but now I await for it to come. love you me
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Jun. 17th, 2004 @ 07:55 pm busy but happy
life is good except I think I just got jacked $12.00, and that shit sux, but anyways I chopped off all my hair and tomorrows the last day and I gonna put up my hair in a mohawk, its gonna be auwsome! oh well later
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Jun. 16th, 2004 @ 09:11 pm hurt!
the feelings are hurting beyond repair but the thing is that they are bottled up and theres no one there to talk to and be entirely open, sumone just to listen and be a quiet confessional. I'm like a shaken soda, a small twist and it trys to flow but then quickly shut off to prevent a mess. you know it truely hurts like a raw soar in your mouth. I feel like Im never good enough for anyone and that Im getting annoying, like I see all these beautiful faces with the petite little bodies like paris hilton or jennifer aniston, and the ones at school, why cant I be that beautiful? why? Im so depressed, sometimes I wish I would die just to stop the pain inside, but my loving friends stop me, and there pain causes me to feel obligated to stay around for them and there pain! I feel so bad for brittney and marie and robbie and all the people I love that I've ditched for james. also with my dear lord jesus crist, he died for my sins and I should be happy just for that but Im not, all I want is to smoke and drink and drift away to a awaken dream, until the rumble in my stomach causes a seizure and even then all I want is pass out and wait for tomorrow to come!
heres a poem to add up the foam in the soda

I feel the awful need
for awful things
I say Im always busy
when the phone rings
The only thing Im ever doing
is wrong not right
like throwing up
or a pill Ill bite
exhastion causes insomnia
and pain caused addiction
stereotypes cause pain
insomnia causes the exhastion
wat to do?
why cant I?
perfection will occur
when I die!
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Jun. 14th, 2004 @ 09:40 pm ERRRRR!!!
life was boring except my lovely james came over
and it was gr8. besides that I went on the worst trip ever!!! I went with this snotty little brat and it was absolutly retarded, I wanted to cry, it sucked so bad. We ate soo much though, I think I gained about 80000,0000 lbs but oh well I was fat to begin with, anyways I misss you robbie and I hope to chill w/ you and amanda soon!!!
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Jun. 6th, 2004 @ 06:11 pm robbies house!!!
I just made a live journal at Robbies house, isn't that sooo ausome !!!!? I kind of don't know how it works but I learning, well heres my day; it is the 2 month aniversary for me and my boyfriend James, sweet huh? I have had a boring day, untill I went to robbies house in which I haven't seen him in like 4 weeks, so its cool I get to see him. well anyways I should go, untill next time!!!
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