missingmylife

I'M STARING AT YOUR PICTURE WISHING YOU WERE THERE THEN SUDDENLY I REALIZE YOU HAVE NEVER CARED I AM JUST A TROPHY PROVING YOUR MANHOOD BUT YOU COULD NEVER TREAT ME LIKE A REAL MAN SHOULD SO I'M LEAVING YOU THIS MESSAGE JUST TO EXPLAIN WHY AFTER ALL THE MEMORIES I REFUSE TO CRY YOU NEVER UNDERSTOOD MY MEANING OR CARED WHAT I THOUGHT OVER THIS LONG PERIOD FOR MY FREEDOM I HAVE FOUGHT I REALLY CARED FOR YOU I THOUGHT THAT YOU DID TOO BUT WHAT I'VE COME TO REALIZE NOTHING YOU SAID WAS TRUE AFTER ALL THE HOT NIGHTS AND THE COLD-COLD DAYS WE WERE CONSUMED BY OUR DIFFERENCES WE COULDN'T FIND THE WAY I NO LONGER WILL WONDER

YOU'VE CHANGED SEEING YOU NOT KNOWING HOW TO FEEL I DON'T KNOW WHAT I SHOULD DO I'VE NEVER FELT LIKE THIS BEFORE IS     THAT    WHAT   YOU   WANT    TO     HEAR? IS        THAT        HOW        I        SHOULD       BE? WELL                              IT'S                              NOT I       KNOW    WHAT    I'M    FEELING      INSIDE TRUST ME -IT'S NOT FOR YOU- YOU  TURN MY STOMACH AT JUST A GLANCE YOUR         OVER-SURENESS       IS     A       BORE BEFORE WHEN I ADMITTED THAT I LIKED YOU YOU'VE CHANGED YOU'RE   NOT  THE  SAME    BOY  AS    BEFORE                                                            YOU

A  metamorphosing  life  through  many  stages, Twisting,  bending,  compromising, giving  a  little  and getting  less, developing  a  blossoming  mind. A  child  is  formed. Mixed  knowledge,  wide  eyes, into  a  world  of  turmoil  and  tears, an  unfortunate  child  is  born. Discrimination,  harassment,  and  broken  hearts, a  poor  child  grows  strong. To  cold  hearts  and  thin  pocketbooks an  insignificant  child  is  grown.     A  strong  man  is grown  from  an  innocent  boy in  this  harsh  world  we  call  home.

MY MOTHER IS A WOMAN I'LL NEVER UNDERSTAND SHE DISCIPLINED BY HER WORDS NOT BY HER HAND I NEVER CAN FORGIVE HER THE MANY NIGHTS I'VE CRIED SO I'VE JUST MOVED ON NOW THOUGH I'VE TRULY TRIED NOW I HAVE NY OWN DEFENSES STILL UNDER HER RULE BUT NOW I CAN TAKE IT SHE SEEMS LESS CRUEL "I WISH I'D NEVER HAD YOU" THESE WORDS I'VE HEARD A CHILD WOULDN'T REMEMBER THESE IDEAS ARE ABSURD AS A KID WE ARE TAUGHT NOT TO LET THESE THINGS HURT US BUT IT RIPPED MY HEART, STOPPED MY LOVE NOW IT'S HARD TO EVEN TRUST ON THE OUTSIDE I AM HAPPY A NORMAL TEENAGE GIRL BUT REALLY I'M SO SICK OF PRETENDING I ALMOST WANT TO HURL I HEAR HER S

If Jesus were born in the 21st century Pittsburgh, where do you think he would be born? Do you think that he would be born in Children's Hospital with the best medical care? More than likely not. In the Biblical text he was born in a manger surrounded by animals and filth. He did not even have a clean blanket to be covered up with right after he was born. More than likely he would be the son of a woman living in the housing projects in sections like Arlington Heights, working at any job that she could to just get by. Jesus more than likely would not have health coverage. He would be one of the kids raised on welfare and food stamps. Jesus w

When we really study something or do something that we really love we tend to become engulfed in whatever it happens to be. I personally have that experience with playing the trumpet. I started playing when I was in the fifth grade. I was so excited to get my brand new trumpet. I took it out of the heavy black case and was in awe of the shiny gold instrument that now belonged to me, although it had belonged to someone else for the past twenty years. I felt like I had the biggest treasure in the whole world. Although it is no longer as shiny because it has been through 6 band camps, 99 football games, over a hundred basketball games, 17 concer

FOREIGN EXCHANGE LOVER I HAD A FAR OFF LOVER A BOY FROM A FAIRY TALE HE WAS MY SECRET AGENT MAN NOT YOUR TYPICAL MALE HE SPOKE WITH A FRENCH ACCENT YES HANDSOME AS COULD BE YET HE HAD NO JAMES BOND GIRL HE WAS IN LOVE WITH ME! A MIDDLE CLASS STUDENT FROM THE GRAND U.S. OF A. HE WAS MY FIRST TRUE LOVE YET MATCHED TO THIS DAY MY FAIRY TALE HAS AN ENDING LIKE SOMETHING OUT OF POE I COULD NOT HAVE STOPPED IT THIS I NOW KNOW A SPY'S WORK IS NEVER DONE AND I STILL HOLD THE KEY THE ONE WITH ALL THE INFO, BOYS WASN'T HIM, BUT ME

If Jesus were born in the 21st century Pittsburgh, where do you think he would be born? Do you think that he would be born in Mercy Hospital with the best medical care and the most qualified specialists? More than likely not. In the Biblical text he was born in a manger surrounded by animals, the harsh weather, and filth. He did not even have a clean blanket to be covered up with right after he was born, while our babies today are being cleaned and cared for by nurses and being wrapped up in the softest blankets that we have available. More than likely he would be the son of a single woman living in the housing projects in poorer sections of

i think of you often. i really do. if you consider me no longer close, then i -was- close to you, a good friend, perhaps better than good friends with you. i really do care for you, i tried to express it as best i could. you helped me out if nothing else than in this, that you helped me to be better able to express my feelings, to be more open. i still wouldn't mind meeting you, i am often wistful of people i'd known well and then lost. there are perhaps a surprising number of such people in my life... those i've loved and lost, so to speak... perhaps why i rarely open up, as such. i tend to stick to my tight close little circle, y

Juxtapose like tears and fears make promises that you tend to break. Scream from the top of your lungs, shoot yourself in the head. I don't need to hide.. I just want to love myself.. Daddy raped me when I was 12, These bruises on my arm are so swell. No thoughts were involved in this I never thought it would be like this. Never say a word again, I will promise to love you. Never run away from here, I will try to comfort you. I am your dad, I want to come inside, I want to cum in you. This is our little secret, No one will come this way, let silence run through your open wounds. Let me dive, right in, I will crawl inside o

__ *** Her name was nonexistent but I called her eXit,__ eXit had HIV/AIDS she had mentioned it to me the first day we met.  She was beautiful but in my eyes everyone is beautiful.  She had a tumultuous look that could not be resisted by any man or woman including myself. Me and her use to spend our nights together under the invisible stars, the part of New York I was living in-the stars were not visible at all--so we made our own.  This moment was about the time I had left everything behind, I didn't want to start over I just wanted to start in the middle.  She use to sleep right beside and it so happens one night she asked if our blood to