what an art forum and no parka post!!!

[PaRkA]

well i have to change that....

sour grapes

abhor everything i ever need and more
and now hate doesnt seem to matter
down to my level i need stilts to see
im everything no one else wants to be
and you run because like everyone else its easier
i cant be, now i cant stay
now i want anything but for you to go away
and an echo shakes thru my body it quakes
because everything i felt
everything i thought i had
left the day you walked away
and i feel like i want to be someone else
so i can punish this mistake
i want to hide but i hate this
I HATE THIS!
I HATE ME
I HATE EVERYTHING IM NEVER GOING TO BE
I HATE EVERYTHING I WILL BE
I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT ME
I HATE EVERYTHING AROUND ME
I HATE ME
I HATE WHAT I THINK
I HATE WHAT I SAY
I HATE WHAT I SEE
I HATE WHAT I FEEL
I HATE WHAT I CANT FEEL
I HATE FEELINGS
I HATE RANTS
I HATE PAIN
I HATE EMOTIONS
I HATE THIS
I HATE THIS
I HATE IT!!!!!!!!

[blue_june_destroyer]

well now the art forum is complete

[point]

and all that is
will forever be

but what we get out of it
is only what we see

[Pumpkinpals]

I hate... desperation
I hate... food
I hate... me
I hate... you
I hate... guys
I hate... bastards
I hate... Nikki Webster
I hate... the world
I hate... s.l.u.t.s
I hate... tarts
I hate... arrogance
I hate... pain
I hate... caring
I hate... feeling
I hate... my dad
I hate... bogans
I hate... that he and I aren't/weren't
I hate... I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...I hate...

EVERYTHING...

[PaRkA]

more sour grapes


selfish to the point of fracture
unfair in my dealings
blinkers cast all eyes on me
and i forget everything around me
damage laden
my thoughts mix and make dreams
things shine which i cant see
now their so clear
there are times in which
i want to break things
just to hear what its like to completely crack
but the harm is no match for the pain
everytihng is so tame
i never wanted it to be like this
now look at the pickle im in

[point]

and still we feel like this
no end in sight

this is existance

and now back to the weather

How can this be our world??

[PaRkA]

:-*i need a journal can someone hook me up

;D

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