False foods = False truths.

You fool, your the only one fighting here.
Put down your sword, your no hero.
Throw away your gun, your only fooling yourself.
It's only a fear of not standing your ground.
Scrub the glue away from your feet,
Deep down your not moving on.
Now it's only weather who is living the bttr life.
Who's out and about?
Who's getting wasted every weekend?
Stop this childish battle, your not in legue of a competition.
Wipe away thoose masacarra tears, look what you did?
'Everybody has rights, you have a choice'
Rip off that dress, your not going out tonight.
You can't start a fight when your the only one in it.

You fool, your the only one fighting here.

Hollow insides.

When we are hurt apart of us open up,

Gasping for air,

It is there where we let out what we truely mean.

But most of us hide it,

Burry it up in fear that others might find out who we really are.

It is from this that i have learnt to not lean on anyone so i will not be open to the pain.

Life can be harsh but at some stage we become heros of our own and save ourselves from disaster.

fucking ouch.

once again a broken heart.

why do I fall so fast.

everyone seems to tred all over eachother.

not thinking of the harm it might cause

and none of us never seem to have a needle and a thread.

but we all lie, pretending everything is okay.

telling ourselves to keep a smile upon our face.

i ask myself why?

why didn't i say something now,

to prevent it causing rain clouds tomorrow.

in this world, we all get used

we all fall apart and loose friends.

people betray us and we find who we realy are.

but it hurts so fucking much when the person you literly thorght you could only trust,

out of everyone in the whoel world,

takes your place.

that could mean anything.

something so simple not to cross.

is broken.

Good Girls Don't Turn Green.

No i didn't send it through the vine.

Now my neck is too stiff,

So I wont be turning to read my back.

Shoot me a letter,

It might pop out, dead.

Who's up for a friday?

Im just playing with your head:)

People change and forget what really matters.

You never know whats gonna happen, untill it happens.
You never know who you can trust, until it's broken.
You never know who cares, untill your gone.

You weren't a waste of time.
I don't regret you in any way.
Bcos your a lesson I had to learn
A fight to not be settled.

One day we will proberely recolaps.
Heal like a graze.
I'll hold on to this, but let go of us.
We wont know what we will find.

You left me walking the streets,
Afraid and alone, questioning myself.
But I can amit, I wasn't a great friend either.
I spotted a problem and just ranaway.
I didn't think we would crush from this.
And we'd fall and brake.

But I guess this friendship had its finaly bend.
Your eyes roll like little kids and marbles.
But im not begging for you back.
Just be careful, life isn't going to treat you right the way your heading.

Don't tell me if oppisets attract, cos i'm in the mood to test this magnet.

You take me too a place, that isn't on any tourist maps

You have a tounge for sugar, coating everyword sweet.

You make me jump on my tippy toes, rushing inside.

Be my net, catch my butterflies.

This is different, This is new.

I hope you don't mind, but you keep me smiling.

Lets take this, lets go far.

You take me higher then anything possible.

I'll swim in the oceans sky, just to see you.

You found my missing key.

So don't break my heart.

♥

The dream dictionary.

Is constantly typed into my screen,
I never seem to understand.
Last night, I dreamt of a baby,
A beautiful pale blonde tiny baby.
This baby was mine, she was crying.
I felt so sad, and not intune.
I keept crying and crying,
They took her away from me.
I would say a week later my mother and I,
Were travling by car to go see her at hospital.
All the nurses rolled out the babies onto the pavement,
I could feel the pain run through me as I was scared I couldn't find her.
My friends were on a bus, happy with there lives.
Ashamed I wouldn't leave the car.
My mother was asking me..
"Do you want your baby?"
I remeber replying,
"No i'm to young, I don't want to be a screw up."

Right then I could feel real emotion,

For something not even real, I left..
Abandond.


I reserched my dream to find answers, theese are my responses:

To dream of a crying baby, is indicative of a part of yourself that is deprived of attention and needs some nurturing. Alternatively, it represents your unfulfilled goals and a sense of lacking in your life.

To dream of an extremely small baby, symbolizes your helplessness and your fears of letting others become aware of your vulnerabilities and incompetence. You may be afraid to ask for help and as a result tend to take matters into your own hands.

Babies may symbolize something in your own inner nature which is pure, vulnerable, and/or uncorrupted. Babies may represent an aspect of yourself that is vulnerable and helpless

Just Like Old Times.

My brother and I have the craziest times,
Just sitting home alone, bored.
We decided to go out and explore the night,
Took a drive down to Knox City,
Speeding all the way down.
He flaunted his new trick off ofcorse,
We crusied through the light of the Ozone,
With the music pumping and his taco flashing.
It was great to go back out with my brother.
Pulling through the drive through of Hungry Jacks,
And getting super sized ice-creams and cheeseburgers.,
Parked outside of the gym.
Thoose speed bumps piss me off.
Altough they are good for his wild burnouts.
After hours of laughter we difted back through the streets of Wantirna,
Into a silent friendship waiting to be awaken once again.