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Wednesday, 23 February 2011

  • Popcorn

    It amazes me how much people lie; one girl in particular. For a couple months now I’ve written down quotes from her that are obviously lies so I can laugh about them later. What I am most curious about is how she actually expects people to believe her. Any other person I probably wouldn’t mock for lying, I’d get angry, but the ways she does is so over the top it’s just flat out freaking hilarious.

    The first lie I detected was the pot plant lies; apparently she has a lot of weed in her back yard and her basement. I can’t remember the amount, but it was a lot more than anyone in the Mid-Ohio Valley would even think they could get away with growing.Today she actually attempted to convince a classroom she got a perfect score on the ASVAB, and I don’t mean to be rude, but she COULD NOT get a perfect score even if she tried; she lacks intelligence in school and I know for sure she isn’t a genius in Auto-Mechanics (the ASVAB has questions that relate to the subject).  

    When I was younger my brother, my sister, and I played a card game many people know, it’s titled, “Bull Shit” or “BS.” It’s basically a game where you try to get away with lying, if the other members catch you they say, “BS” or something of the sort. The way my brother played whenever someone lied, if they didn’t get caught once their turn was over they’d say, “popcorn” to announce they got away with lying. I’ve decided that whenever I witness her telling a painfully obvious lie, I am just going to say popcorn and walk away.
               

Saturday, 13 June 2009

  • Words

    My inspiration is dwindles, dangling like a hangnail. My mind is altered by the essence of you, my drug. I'd lay dormant, surrounded by carcasses of euphoria, if I wasn't consumed by hope; hope that one day the skies will clear. I'm a sapling, waiting to reach my arms to the stars in years to come. My obsession for one person has swallowed me, a decaying soul left to infect the surroundings. I now lack the will to complete this.

Saturday, 31 January 2009

  • Stop Judging Me.

    I wish you'd try,
    to get to know me again
    and learn who I am,
    or what I could be with your guidance.
    I wish you know what I'd do,
    just to spend a little time
    trying to prove you wrong
    on what you think will happen.
    There are too many options to always assume,
    but I'll forgive your hypocrisy.

    ©Hailstorm

     

     

Monday, 26 January 2009

  • Consuming You

    I want to be strong,
    Be that shoulder for you to cry on.
    I wish you knew how much I wanted to be there for you
    if only you'd let me.

    I want to be a fairy,
    One who could make all the pain go away.
    I'd wave my magic wand and make everything okay
    but you'll have to open up.

    Climb out of that shell,
    Open your eyes
    See what lies ahead...
    Stop wasting your time letting darkness consume you.
    Fight it away and shine the way you used to.

    © Hailstorm

     

     

     

    'cause all of the stars, have faded away. Just try not to worry, you'll see them someday.

Thursday, 22 January 2009

  • Nyctophobia

    Sitting frozen in the dark,
    wanting to call you
    Escape from the shell.
    Give me a little more time,
    the pain will pass
    I'm sure.
    Are you listening?
    Can you hear my cries?
    Maybe its the wind
    Deceiving your mind.

    You still glow,
    I look up to you
    is it time I start looking down?
    One day...
    its possible I will understand,
    or you'll give in.

    Still afraid and hearing sounds,
    yearning a companion
    I am nervous.
    I need protection,
    Let me grow stronger
    Reveal my disguise.
    Can you relate?
    Is this petition irrelevant?
    Perhaps you aren't there
    and I'm still alone.
    © Hailstorm

      

     


     

Tuesday, 20 January 2009

  • Retrospect Washed Out

    Is the worst around the bend,
    or has it passed already?
    Perhaps we are living it now.
    Is moving on the hardest part of life...
    Forgetting, or forgiving.
    Who are we now?
    We washed away in the waves
    like a sand castle...
    Can we be rebuilt?
    Could you forgive me
    if I stumble,
    or would you kick me while I'm down?
    Agony and fear flood my life,
    there's no one to turn to...
    No shoulder to cry on.
    My wings are broken,
    my crown is bent,
    all thats left is a wasteland.

    © Hailstorm

Sunday, 30 December 2007

  • Runaway With Me.

    This cruel world we live in, it's pretty gloomy. There are times when laughter fills the air, but most people won't take the time to help the people that are worse off than them. People are rather selfish on this planet including me.

    Some days I want to get away from it all, just go invisible and pretend I don't exsist. I want to live in my fantasy world, my utopia.

    Look into my eyes - you will see
    What you mean to me
    Search your heart - search your soul
    And when you find me there you'll search no more
    Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for
    You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for
    You know it's true
    Everything I do - I do it for you

     

Friday, 28 December 2007

  • She Never Walked on Water.

    Today I cried, the first time in a while, I haven't shed many tears here lately, they seem to be a waste in time. I hate being sad, its the most evil thing on the planet.. sadness. Why is there sadness? That is a great question, being sad and depressed does absolutly no good, but everyone is sad once in a while, its an inevitable thing.

    Emotions are pretty dreary too, investing too much emotion into one thing tends to be a set-up for losing them, either in reality or in your mind, theres a chance; yet I seem to invest so much emotion into a selected person, my boyfiend infact. Every time I get a boyfriend I want it to last forever, and they always tell me lies that they love me and then I lose them and they are gone, so I find someone else I'm attracted to and try again, this last try seems pretty successful, we are still together and we seem pretty happy. I feel that I'm happy and he seems to be happy to me, so I guess we are happy.

    Hmm. I figure either I'm truely happy this time or my mind is once again playing tricks on me, either way I'm willing to face reality and understand that rain always leads to rainbows so no matter how sad I get I will end up being just fine in the end.  

     

    If you smile when no one else is around, you really mean it .