Friday, November 4, 2005

NICK MUST DIE!

Current mood:: Thoughtful... Currently Playing:: FF X-2 Currently reading:: Finished my book xD now I'm writing one... Hoy! ...I mean...I love Nick, he's one of my closest friends, but today i dislike him...I didn't want to be late for my bus today so as I was giving Walter a hug goodbye, Nick waled by with his girlfriend Kristin (which is also my friend) and he pulled me away from Walt...then later before I got on my bus he gave me a hug and i gave him the finger and told him to fuck off...I felt bad after that. so I wanted to call someone so I called Walter and apoliized for anything I did to make him pissed off. but then he told me he couldn't be mad at me and I felt better. but now I need to apologize to Nick...this should be a treat yeah? xD well...anyway...enough about me, I'll get to your sites later. bye! Rikku <3 Deep underground, I kept digging a hole. Without knowing where it would lead. With a dirt-covered eyepiece in one hand, I search for your arm. Scraping together patchwork happiness, and sewing it. I was crushed by your strength. Burned on, The inerasable scars left by the palms of my hands. Sever a rift in the red-stained clouds with my torn wings. See, I can flutter better than you thought. The eternity that I dreamed while confined in my cocoon. Where will it take seed and blossom? The morning will eventually come and bring the darkness back home. And steal my eyes away from me. Fumbling for you by moonlight, overlapping and entangling with you, I believed I could become your true hiding place. Burned down, The place of our promise that will never return. Run across the black-stained earth with a torn-off agony. See, I can flutter better than you thought. If you can’t hear me, even though I scream, I want you to destroy me with your own hands. While you can still hold me dear. Your arms that hold me back. Turn into a gentle dust. I simply stare at the sky, silently. Burned on, The inerasable scars left by the palms of my hands. Sever a rift in the red stained clouds with my torn wings. Burned down, The place of our promise that will never return. See, I can flutter better than you though.

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