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Name: Jaded Birthday: 4/20/1986 Gender: Female
Interests: Painting....drinking coffee...writing...fade..and..stuff. Expertise: funny...I can't think of one... Occupation: Other Industry: Other
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Member Since:
12/30/2003
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| Yo my bitches and felines :P
This sammie girl, writing to you from the "I'm fucking faded" phase number one. Trying to get my fade on just for tonight, I need something to chase this migrane, and supstitute a worse one for tomarrow xD
I'm sorry I haven't kept you all updated in the events of my "oh-so-interesting life", But it went out of my hands again for a short and sweet period. I did,and slipped, back into a few things I had promised myself I wouldn't again. It all ended in an interesting visit at st.josephs hospital, and a bruise on my ass that lasted nearly a month xD
I'm doing absolutely wonderful now though. I have a great job that may end in leading into a career...And I love it. I'm taking care of myself now.....and for some odd reason I've been having the funkiest cravings for bread ....hmmm.
I wake up with a smile on my face in the mornings now...and breathe back in, that incredible lightness in living that I once knew as me :D
I'm getting my next tattoo in january...a birthday gift to myself :P I will be posting pictures homie' G's. So WATCH OUT for them ;P
For my felines and doggies back in the east coast, you know who you are; I will be seeing you all sometime soon. No exact date yet, So watch out for a suprise visitor now and then :P I love and miss you all....Just remember for now : BE AWAKE, BE AWARE,
~ Sammie girl-sam bam-ram-Sam - I - Am- Green -eggs- and- ham
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| I have never felt so sad in my life when saying this prayer. Jonathan flores..We all love and miss you dearley, And I'm so sorry for everything. I hope you find the light...and the lord.
~*Eternal rest, Given unto them O' lord. Let perpetual light shine upon his soul, And the souls of the faithfully departed. Through the power and th glory of our lors christ...A-men.*~
To anyone who knew jonathon flores...He died 10 hours ago over seas in the marines, Fighting in Iraq. I'm so sorry. How many more lives must we lose?
To those who are wondering...His username was individualcopy606...Please leave your prayers :( | | |
| uuuuuugggh. It's 4pm, and I'm still hungover from last night. *dies* | | |
| This may sound a little sick, awkward even, But It's the best way I found to desribe how I feel about my life right now. Enjoy this, From the bottom of my heart.
There's some of you out there, That Take it all for granted. Wether it's family,friends, miracles, We're all guilty of it somewhere. And in the world today, It makes me sick, to see all this incomprehensable LACK of passion.
And there's some of you I'm thinking about at this very second, Wanting to grab you by your hair and smash your face into the cement a few times. Maybe then you would see how beautiful things were, Before I did it
-If you understood this in anyway, Hopefully you'll realize I had written this with the best of intentions, But maybe some things should be done for the sake of better interest, Not best of intentions- Sammy | | |
| I want to start by saying, I wonder If anyone ever takes the the time to truly comprehenmd other's words and feelings...That's all -__-
They say a picture's worth a thousand words, Well I beg a thousand pardons, for each word I've used for personal games. But the letters that float through my head, that mold my sentences, Could never be contained by your simple picture frames. For every intoxicated moment, I hate life! I strive to balance my aura by dancing with the light... And sometimes it's difficult to stay quiet, I fight it, each time I find myself walking across your eyelids. Wishin' the malnutrition, the imagination of yours Could see the truth you breathe through each one of your pores. And now the days are drastic, the nights last forever,I Wanna tear this motherfucker up and put it back together.
I'd like to ask the cats that act like they might hear, If you spent the energy I've spent, trying to count the tears... One of these days you're going to climb the tallest building of all, Give a warning to those below, and let the tears fall.
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