February 2009
10 posts
Pushing the Limits
Today was Govenor’s Cup, oh joy! Sitting in a class room taking 3 tests, an hour for each. I could think of better ways to spend a Saturday, like in bed. Nonetheless I went, and now that I think about it, it was probably worth it. Placing 4th in science, 4th in social studies, and 1ST in Language Arts, I did pretty well. But thats what I’m expected to do right? Be smart, getting...
Getting Tied to the Train Tracks
So I’m prty sure, I should just lay down and die. There is nothign really working out for me anymore. I have way too many regrets and I feel guilty for things I shouldn’t feel guilty for. I second guess myself, and can hardly trust anyone anymore. There are maybe a few I could name off that I could talk to about anything and not be judged or some other thing come up. Things are...
January 2009
9 posts
Fairytales... and Then There's My Life
So last night, I did get to talk to someone. It seems like something was worked out, but to be honest I don’t think either one of us know what. Resembles one of the my favorite scenes from a movie, Burn After Reading. “fuck if I know what we did.” Lol has to be one of my favorite quotes from that movie. It was good to get to talk honestly though. Sure, neither one of us had...
“Have you heard of Spike Lee… I mean Malcom X….”
– Rachel
Morgan Olivia Lockard
whenitrainsitpours:
“I can’t talk to anyone about this stuff, because no one wants to listen to my problems.” -damselindistress
Morgan,
Never do I ever want to see or hear this from you again. There is never a time when you can’t talk to me. I am always open ears or arms! I have never denied to hear your problems even if at times your whiney. Who isn’t? If this happens again I will pulvarize...
Look Where I'm At Now
Once upon a time… maybe I had a happy ending.
But the truth of reality is that there are none. I may have dreamed when I was younger but now I’m not blinded to what’s really there. People underestimate me, is my guess. My personality can be day and night. To be honest I’m tired of crying over this. Tired of coming home everyday feeling like a part of me will always be missing. Trust me...
“One makes mistakes; that is life. But it is never a mistake to have loved....”