the party

[undivinemartyrx.livejournal.com]

So the party was kind of a bust. It was better than anything else I would of been doing but all things considered it was a bust. Non of the seniors who were supposed to show, besides me, showed up. So it was just my friend Mike and me and a bunch of sophmores. One of the sophmores was completely stoned out of his mind. Mike flipped cause there weren't supposed to be any drugs. So anyway Mike was all stressed because there was no way of getting the stoned kid home and he couldn't let him out on his own cause the kid was so blasted he was likely to get himself killed. So for a lot of the party he and I were watching him to make sure he didn't do something to hurt himself. Anyway I was supposed to sleep over but Mike was so stressed over this kid, then his brother had his girlfriend come over which stressed him out even more cause now he had to make sure they didn't do anything. So he politely said it wasn't the best idea for me to stay over and I understood completely. So yeah it wasn't the best party but like I said better than anything else I would have done. So thats it.

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[wiisp.livejournal.com]

I know there are poets in our midst. Does anyone have any poetry they'd like to share?

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[undivinemartyrx.livejournal.com]

So less_than_iii asked for poets to share their poems. Here's one I wrote a while ago.

"Fragile: Handle With Care"

I desire a release
A way out of this
This world encasing me 
People, places, routines
I feel trapped in a box
A box that’s nailed shut
Air is cut off
I need an escape
That will come soon
Be it dying or just leaving
Leaving my home, this town
Leave everyone behind
Those I love, those I hate
Left so that I can begin again
I must get out of here
But I’m being held back
Held by societal standards
Graduate, go to college, get a job
For what? What purpose?
Because society wants that?
What about my wants? My desires?
Do they not matter at all?
I don’t want an autonomous life
I want my freedom, I want to live
I want an exit from all of this

The nails won’t come out.

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[rowthepiano.livejournal.com]

-smahes head against desk-

Today

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equals

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depression

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A friend in need is a friend indeed, a friend with weed is better....-love-
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