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Sunday, April 16, 2006


this is random but try it ok
Pick the month you were born in:


January--I kicked
Febuary--I loved
March--I smoked
April--I played with
May--I choked on
June--I murdered
July--I sang to
August--I had sex with
September--I danced with
October--I did the macarena with
November--I yelled at
December--I ran over


Pick the day (number) you were born on:


1-------a paperclip
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a gangster
6-------a mexican
7-------my cell phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends boyfriend
10-------my neighbor
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------adam sandler
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19-------myself
20-------a football player
21-------a ninja
22-------a fireman
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a baseball bat
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an ipod
29-------marker
30-------a llama
31-------A homeless guy

Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:

White------Because i was high.
Black-------Because thats how i roll.
Pink--------Because im NOT homosexual.
Red---------Because the voices told me to.
Blue--------Because im sexy and i do what i want
Green------Because I hate myself.
Purple------Because Im cool.
Gray--------Because i was drunk
Yellow------Because someone offered me 2.1 million dollars
Orange----Because i hate my family.
Other-------Because i'm a ninja.
none------Because i cant control

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oh ya ive done it again
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im sssooooooo sad and i want jason
im so sad cuz my bf is going out of town and i miss him already and hes going to ba gone for 2 weeks thats going to be hell and all mi friends are going to shoot mi in the head cuz all there going to hear is i want jason or i miss jason so ya there going to kill me my friend tabi is going to be like "SHUT UP " then shes probly going to hit me in the head with some thin heard so ya and i miss him aready this bites and i had a fun day i went to the movies wit him so ya that just made it harder to say bye it was fun but it sux cuz i dont get to see him for like 2 weeks *gets sad and crys* im so sad its not even funny im so sad *tear* and i wanna see him so bad ok now i sound desprit lol ok so maby i am i donno so ya but i miss him and such cuz he rox my sox so its like not kewlz that hes leaveing so this bites...so know im mad and sad cuz my dad dave is yelling at me for no reazon so ya but i miss him and this sux
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Friday, April 14, 2006


omg this is one of my fave songs its just the lyrics to it but its called Kiss Me,Kill Me by MEST
One, two, three
A tragedy that's built on destiny
It left you with everything but
Blood from the knife that I cut your heart out with
Now relax, close your eyes, what comes next is the surprise

This valentine is doomed
The smell of blood has filled this room
If I could do it all again
I would change most every single thing

I would let you

Kiss me
Kill me
Your kiss is torture
But killing me would be too easy

Our tragedy
Seems to be killing everything it sees
Like death itself

This valentine still looms
In the darkest hour, the killing moon
If I could do it all again

I would let you

Kiss me
Kill me
Your kiss is torture
But killing me would be too easy

Kiss me (You're all I'm wanting)
Kill me (This feeling's haunting)
Your kiss is torture
But killing me would be too easy

Killing me would be too easy

Your eyes unwind the tragedy of our lives
My eyes went blind
Believe when I say

Hell burns bright
When this night dies

Hell burns bright

Kiss me
Kill me
Your kiss is torture
But killing me would be too easy

Kiss me (You're all I'm wanting)
Kill me (This feeling's haunting)
Your kiss is torture
But killing me would be too easy

Kiss me (You're all I'm wanting)
Kill me (This feeling's haunting)
Your kiss is torture
But killing me would be too easy

Killing me would be too easy

Too easy, too easy, too easy, too easy

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nother poem with no name
In search of myself I ran into you
You were in search too

Then we realized you had me

And I had you

I looked foward towards the road that I was to take

It was broken and I feared

You took my hand

And together we walked

Down that road

Together we will always be

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this is so freken kewlz
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this was odd i found it under my bed a long time ago and i didint know what to do with it i think its my first poem so i dont know....
A locked door. A rusty razor, A towel stained with red. A folded note, a broken mirror, and a young girl lays there dead. Their emotions tangle, the rooms begin to swirl. She was mommys perfect angel and daddys little girl.

She paints a pretty picture but it has a twist. Her paint brush is a razor and her canvas is her wrist.

Not all scars show, not all wounds heal, sometimes you cant always see the pain someone feels.

How will you know I am hurting, if you cannot see my pain? To wear it on my body tells what words cannot explain.

I hurt myself the other day to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing thats real.

The scars will last forever, but nothing compares to the pain that put them there.

I know whats it like to want to die, how it hurts to smile, how you hurt yourself on the outside, to try to kill the pain in the inside.

And her eyes screamed the saddest apology...

She keeps asking.."Do you think it hurts much to die?"

And this could be a movie and this could be our final act we dont need these happy endings so tell your father that that your mine and Ill swear well run away...

the girl who you broke up with and made cry, may be the next tragic, beautiful suicide...

Just pull the frikkin trigger
She`s not like most girls her age.. She`s been hurt many times before this. you`d think it would be a routine by now. you`d think she wouldn`t let it get to her, but the truth is, you`re the only one who can break her now.

All wounds heal. But the scars they leave will last forever.

When will people understand that words can cut as sharply as any blade, and that those cuts leave scars upon our souls.

I walked through the hallway holding my wrists hoping no one will see me like this he looks at me, scared what he'll find he never thought I had these things in mind he asks me "...is there any more?" looking at him with tears in my eyes I whisper a simple reply ..what did you think the bracelets were for?

so much emotion that,
i just don't show ..
all the heartaches and lies
nobody ever cares to know
seems like im so she painted on a smile
and learned to pretend.

is she broken ?
-- maybe.
does it hurt ?
like crazy.

and you said
"i'll never hurt you.
i'll never make you cry"
i must admit my love
YOU TOLD THE PERFECT LIE.

these s.c.a.r.s on my w.r.i.s.t.s are proof that people like you do exist...

Death is life`s way of saying "you`re fired". Suicide is your way of saying "I quit".

You say I'm always happy and that I'm good at everything I do but what you'll never realize is that I'm a damn good actress too.

she brings her razor closer to her wrist
should i do it or not?
i look at your picture on my wall
you don't want to see me in pain
i throw the razor down and walk away
i know that you will help me through the hard times

When you've finally thrown up your hand
Poured your heart out, yet nothing stands
It seems our efforts are wasted
But yet it hasn't been in vain

Blood stained sheets.
It didn't matter when I was calling out your name
I felt the wound grow ever slowly
Closer than you'd ever hold me


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a odd poem with a sin
They shake her sholders trying to get her to wake up.
"wake up!wake up!" they yell.
But no, she will not. The devil will not let her stay with the living.
They cry realizing she i never coming back.
Remembering how they miss treated her.

"Your soul is mine for the taking!" the devil's voice i ringing in her ears driving her to the brink of insanity.

"Please i want to stay!" she yells.

But is not spared.
she wanted to stay with the people who miis treated her even though they thought less of her, looked down apon her soul, hated her. she loved them they were her friends.

They shake her sholders "
"wake up! wake up"
but she is never coming back....


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a pice of paper-poem
Just a piece of glossy paper
Yet it is more special than it is
It was a piece of memory
It was an image of our friendship


It may be hard to rip
But it isn't that couldn't be ripped
Over time it could fade if not preserved
But it is something that could not be saved


It was special
It was just the four of us
Just him, her, him,and I
Just us


I kept it throughout the years
It was my treasure
And it still is
Yet for some reason, it began to rip by itself


Distance made it possible
We started to drift apart
Time made it happen
We let it happen


Just a piece of glossy paper,
Just an image of the four of us
It was special
But it wasn't something that couldn't be broken


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im sorry-poem
I'm sorry for the hair in my eyes
I'm sorry for the tears i cried

I'm sorry for anything
I'm sorry for everything

I'm sorry for the life I ruined
I'm sorry for it was yours

I'm sorry for the way I find salvation
I'm sorry for the self-mutilation

I'm sorry for anything I didnt do
I'm sorry for everything I did

I'm sorry for making you mad
I'm sorry for not knowing what I did

I'm sorry for the thoughts I had
I'm sorry for being bad

I'm sorry for being here
I'm sorry for still being alive

I'm sorry for waiting one more day
I'm sorry for not doing it today

I'm sorry Mom
I'm sorry Dad
Please forgive the life i had

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