Beating Heart Baby-Chapter3- The next class I had was with Kim. She was a pretty cool chick. She was about an inche or so taller, so she's about 5'6". She had light brown skin, brown eyes, and layered, shoulder length, brown hair with red highlights. She was really pretty. "So, are you and Mikey dating?" I asked. "Ha! I wish. I like him sooo much, but it's like I'm invisible to him," She said sadly. "Aw, I'm sorry hun. Maybe you should just tell him how you feel," I suggested. "I doubt he'll even take me seriously. He'll just think I'm playing anoBeating Heart Baby-Chapter3-
Beating Heart Baby-Chapter 2- We walked to our classroom, which just so happens to be right next to my locker. Ironically it's number 666:] We walked into the classroom to have or ears filled with screaming teenagers gathered in a circle formation. They wre chanting "Fight! Fight! Fight!". As a natural instinct, I busted through the big circle barrier to see who was fighting, as did Gerard. I looked to see a girl crying on the ground while a big jock looking boy was beat up on some kid with glasses.Beating Heart Baby-Chapter 2-
Gerard must have known the kid because he grabbed the big jocky guy by h
Beating Heart Baby-Chapter 1- I was sitting in my room with my old, barely working CD player listening to the only normal thing I actually owned, my smashing pumkpins cd. Yes I know, it's a shame. The only thing I won. You're probably wondering "wtf are you? a hobo?" No. I'm not. It was the only thing I could buy with MY money. Well, the little money I was able to keep when my parents died. My new family consists of about 230 people. You see, I don't live in a normal home. My home is the home to many other people. My home is called Passion FiBeating Heart Baby-Chapter 1-
Random songkeeping memories of you is something that is hard to do when my mind is filled with answerless questions and terrifying possibilitiesRandom song
help me understand the things you do tell me why you love to just bleed through just dont let me know that you are gone
forgive me for prying but please help me figure you out don't let my hopes crash head on with doubt
don't leave me i need you to complete me i can't help but feel all these things that make it seem surreal
dont die on me now there's got to be a way somehow
Jeeez
Crazy
Are you OK
Come and follow me
To my poem gallery
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Fuck the world before it fucks you
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