starlajune
twitch
sucking on your lower lip
leaving out the front door
you'll miss me when i'm gone
there is no question about it
you got that out of me
twitch baby
until you get more
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*gasp*
Since the beginning of this year, my confidence has increased ten-fold. I have kicked the ass of every test that has come my way and won the heart of every professor I have. I can honestly say that when I graduate, people will miss me.
I am actively applying for newspaper positions throughout the state, and I already have a very promising position close at hand. I could find myself as a staff reporter even before the ink dries on the diploma. This is the job I was born for and I won't rest until I can get back into the newsroom. Some people need air to live; I just need a story.
Also, I have been listening more and more to bands like Death From Above 1979, Jack off Jill, Queens of the Stone Age and Nine Inch Nails. I still have to get the new NIN album, and I am gearing up for new albums from Marilyn Manson and Smashing Pumpkins. As for video games, I'm working on a column to celebrate the Halo 3 Beta and I can't wait for Bioshock to come out later this year.
As for my social life, I have friends that can't get enough of me, family that loves me and a new found appreciation for harmless flirting. It's nice to know that I've still got it.
It's good to be the queen.
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twist
my shoulder blades curling into themselves
twisting my spine into a makeshift double helix
my breasts bruised and raw from your dangerous mouth
my jaw cracks and pops with each deep moan that you force out of me
the hips of this twenty-something can't keep up with you
where there used to be unbridled energy and arrogance
now there lies awe for what i have in my arms
how i wish i could keep up forever
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6:30 p.m. friday
mouth dry and nails jagged
barefoot and beautiful
my mascara has shifted out of place
everything is silent
perfect
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internship day 1
clicking and twitching under
the weight of your tongue
shove more words out
before your lips rust
keep talking
the twist of your tongue
calling the dogs home
clicking and twisting
and breaking off
calling my hands home
no rest for the wicked
no silence for the dog
my voicemail is yours for the taking
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grit
until my name is under the headline
i don't need money
i don't need health insurance
just give me experience
give me a chance
give me my college credit
so i can graduate
i promise i will get the story
i promise i will deliver the truth
just give me the assignments
and get out of my way
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home
is catching up with me
i awake
to find i'm not at all where i
should be
and it feels
i'm getting to the end
and it's hard
to figure out what's real
and what's pretend
to break from what
we're tied to
god knows
how much i've tried to
and i am still inside you
and i am still inside you
i escape
every now and then
and to think
i find myself
back here again
and again
i used to know who i was
until you came along
i return
to the only place
i've ever felt
that i belong
to break from what
we're tied to
god knows
how much i've tried to
and i am still inside you
and i am still inside you
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the time and place
no friends
big bangs
ill-fitting clothes
then one day i woke up
underneath a red-headed dork
no bangs
still no friends
fixated on every inch of my skin
and all i could think was
everything is in place
and i'm truly happy
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SJB
every hair put into place
wanting to see the beauty
of everything useless destroyed
to see words grow outside
the context of reassurance
to mean something
every line removed
replaced with curves
that never end
and never connect
wanting to slip away
in a state of constant peace
every scar faded by age
replaced with experience
that is rich and infinite
defiant of time
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guestbook
you will never come back around here, but just know that i saw. :) happy meloversary dear. Remember all our Open Diary days? I was reminiscing recently... Miss you and hope you're well.
...Merry Christmas!...
*hugz&kissez*
*muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*
~Vlad~
and yes of course I want to see your name in print. :) my AIM is Maggie Fiasco, I'm normally online during the daytime.
its in a friends only folder called "Mostly Fiction", i've friended you. you should be able to find it :)
Oh Sammy :) Things are things. You know, just another day in paradise? How are things in your neck of the woods?
I wrote about you. In a semi-fictional way of course. All the best and worst parts fact, all the filler is fiction.
About Me
what am i to do with all this silence?
Real Name:Samantha
Birthday:
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Chat Name:
ask nicely
Disposition:
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Location:
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Sex?:
gash
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