January 1, 2014 12:00 am
Happy New Years!!!
[Picture of self, outside with a natural red nose and reindeer ears]
January 2, 2014 5:26 pm
I caught a cold. Probably did not help that I went outside in pajamas to see her. She just wanted to drop by and say hi.
Still worth it.
January 5, 2014 3:55 am
You left me alone as you flew to the heavens I turned my head away,
I was filled with hate as you abandoned me there that night.
Somehow you stand beside me tonight, I try to hold your hand
Yet it vanishes. Unable to grab your warmth I want to cry.
I was wrong. Angels should fly. I realize that now.
I actually don’t think this is meant as a poem. Just do not ask me what it is because I have no clue. I just wrote what popped into my head.
January 17, 2014 2:20 pm
On my way home from school I stopped by Peters house. You won’t believe what I saw. Peter’s pilot father was home. A young girl was crying. Peter’s mom was angry. The girls’ mom was disgusted.
Yup. Turns out Peter was not seventeen years old like he told me but twenty, albeit a really young twenty. The young girl turned out to be fourteen years old and Peter turned out to be the father… Of the child, the fourteen year old was carrying. Yes. Peter had convinced and lied to a fourteen year old girl so she would sleep with him.
Here is the lie:
Peter, 16 years old. Promised he would marry her [went so far as buy a real, but super cheap, ring], said he would always take care of her, took her shopping, bought her presents, promised he only wanted her to love him, then as soon as she offered her virginity he stole it and dumped her.
Yess! PETER THE GENTELMEN WAS REALLY A SCUMBAG IN DISGUSE!! Never mind the freaking wolf. That would just be an insult.
And I admit I might, or might not, have punched him for disgracing that face of his. Let’s just say no one stopped me because of shock, okay? Well he deserved it and now my mom won’t try to set up a date between us anymore. Don’t really know or care how things were concluded on the other side but whatever. Hopefully Peter gets what is coming for him.
January 21, 2014 3:40 pm
I lost it at school. They used our car crash as an example as to why we should not drink and drive. I got so mad. I trashed the school. Trashed the principals’ car. Trashed her office. I was in a prison cell for a total of six hours before my mother finally convinced the principal to drop all charges, on the condition I clean everything up and do two hundred hours of community service.
Yeah whatever. You choose my accident to make an example of because she was loved by everyone and I’m a nobody and then force me to clean up? Fuck you! Asshole! God damit! This isn’t fair!
January 22, 2014 2:18 pm
After talking with the principal and kissing some arse she has agreed to only one hundred hours and a stupid goddamn apology that nobody is going to care about since they totally agree with me. (Yeah you didn’t think I heard about the revolt after I was hauled away in the police car. Just ‘cause you think I don’t have friends doesn’t mean it’s true.).
January 23, 2014 12:00 am
All I have to say about the principal and Peter is:
I saw that.
-Karma
YOU ARE READING
betwixt
ParanormalThere is something betwixt good and bad; love and hate; even life and death.