Color is a bitter sweet enemy
It blinds people it does not let them see
The true beauty with in
A person's sweet skin
Because of you color innocent people have died
Thanks to you colored grown men have cried
Enslaved people instead of saved
With this deadly gift the lord gave
The wars that have been started
And the sweet souls left broken hearted
If only if there was no color we would have the sensation
Of no discrimination
How happy the world would truly be
If we could not see the changing colors of leaves
Every one could get along
And have a place to belong
But thanks to you color we live in a world of hate
Where no one will truly appreciate
The true meaning of a person's heart
You poisoned us color, this world is forever tart


There is a glass ceiling restricting her
It is a foggy glass; the future that was once so clear is now a blur
All that hard work down the drain
Because she’s a woman she will be restrained
Her potential will be let down
Her spirit will be drowned
She is pounding hard on that glass ceiling, but no one will choose to hear
Even though they are so near
The glass ceiling will not break
The glass ceiling is not fake
She is sandwiched in between
Where she will not be seen
The glass ceiling shattered her dreams

Does it feel good to use people now that you’re all alone?
Does it feel good to lie now that the light has been shown?
I remember a time when you were great, but to my mistake you were really fake
I should have known all along that you give your self attention with your sick addictions
Your corruption is you disruption
Your sobriety is not in your society
So stop feeling sorry for yourself little boy
You brought this upon you self with such joy
One day your insides will burn
That is when you will learn
Your life was truly lame
Your life was such a shame

Current Mood: cheerful

8 months together.... i love him

i was so upset tonight i put ice cream in the fridge....im not feeling corpus... i want out sooooo bad....

Tears roll down my check riht now, tears of pain and sorrow. My gramps is my person i love deepest and hes had alzhiemers for what seems like a lifetime. he is in his final stages...

he is in minnesota... so im booking a ticket to go see him on thursday... it will cost me about 500 dollars but i dont care i would pay a million to see and hold him right now.

No one will understand how great he is... i feel i should be there for him even if he dosent know who i am i know he can sense it. my heart aches to see him and every day i dont i grow even more recentful and unhappy and no one can understand how much i hurt right now. I feel like he is the on one i have... for the most part i odnt have a lot of friends... i have ppl who appear to be mt friends but they are not true like gramps they only make me feel like shit and lie to me and take advanathe of me and my gramps would never do that to any person.

i hate life because fullfillment is merly a merage and does not last. it is fake like these people who act like they are ur friends...

i just need him for guidence

Im shuting my self out from every one except the family that matters... becuase no one else exists andthey can even fucking respnd to a friendly message... so they prove they dont care and they lie... fuck those people...i am one in myself and i will find happiness in my self... good night im going to my grassfeild

i love u gramps for ever my russian love

I hate sluts....Women activist did not work thishard for woems rights just so girls and sleep around.... and let men use them....

and get emotionaly attached to them like they are some fucking crutch to them. When they just need to realise that they dont need some dick to make them happy... they should being concentrating on what they want and working on their own independence.

Current Mood: discontent
Current Music: Jane's addiction

Я сижу здесь, я задаюсь вопросом о Вас в следующей комнате ...., Вы спите .... Вы обряд привычки в журнале ...., я только хочу, чтобы Вы любили меня ...., я имею меня в резком спаде ..., я не делаю таст Вы ..., Вы лжете мне и смущаете меня ..., я тоскую без моих дедков ..., кто - то может помочь мне? я хочу понять, что .... жизнь - такой длинный и короткий ..., Вы видели меня латей? я чувствую, таким образом липкий ... вокруг и вокруг жизни идет ..., и я застреваю, пока я не умираю ..., который я хочу, чтобы Вы съели здоровый пожалуйста, я прошу Вас ..., никакой бадай не любит меня?? почему?? скажите мне!!


MY LOVE>> WE ARE RUSSIAN>>AND I LOVE HIM FOR EVER!!

Can love die? and if it can die does it mean it wasnt love in the first place? my heart is screaming in japanese and i cant understand it.....


he wont play guitar ne more to me.... maybe he was just trying to win me ....



Я думаю, что я люблю его, я не могу убедиться, что ... время скажет, что ... только врезались в меня, моя любовь ... играет на гитаре ко мне моя любовь. я прошу Вас не лежать, только любить ко мне....

Current Mood: aggravated

Fake people... I mean you think you know someone and youve have know them for ever and they just turn out to be fake... Its really lame and you should take into consideration who your true friends are and realize that they are not your drinking buddies that you are so casuly getting fucked up with. I can't stand people whose main goal in life is to get "fucked up". Truly what kind of goal is that? In fact its not even a goal its a pathetic nature of immaure people who need to grow up. It is also a waste of time. There are more important thing in life that actualy matter then getting "fucked up". me personly I would rather be trying to make a diffence in this already "fucked up" world. I would rather be trying to make a differnce in a less fortuante persons life. Or i would rather be keeping in shape then working on an all american beer belly from getting "fucked up" Perhaps some people should take a visit to a cancer ward or an alzhiemers ward and watc as people slowly suffer before they venture out to get "fucked up". and while they are there they can look that dieased peron on the eyes, the same person who would do any thing to be healthy and they can tell them that they are on there way to get "fucked up"

on a diff note.... i havent been in here in a while... busy... school and work= average hell... my worse fear.... last week stephens grand parnts were honrord at the church....

it was great i never knew how much they have done...

i held stephen and we went walking and took pics too it was fun.... he wined tho... and we had great S??... yea i said it!!


i joined a cycling class im getting in shape... i want to weigh 105? healthy way tho...........

alyssa is cool as shit were cool as shit and thats the way its gonna stay for ever ... we have a lot planned this week end....

lets see... i didnt sleep at all last night and i went to a dr. apt for my thumb at 8 30

then i came home and talked to the lover nina and alyssa

then i went to class with the lovers and we joked around the whole time... i think ppl were getting pissed

then i came home and napped

went to work and helped tutor a girl in english and i cant belive how shitty the schools are in corpus...

then i took abath and went over to alyssas house and her sis cooked cookies and helped us study it was fun and we laughed at stephen.

went HEb to get sushi and stuff i saw nina she looked hot and i saw shinta and she looked cute and i showed every one my butt crack