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Writer's Block: Significant Choices

Sun, 07 Jun 2009 07:34:26 GMT

If you had to choose between your friends and your significant other, who would you choose?

Easy, I would choose my girlfriend. I know a lot of people would say that's not right, or pathetic, or whatever, but I'm just being honest. She's THE most important thing in my life, and she means more to me than anything or anyone in the world. I'd drop everything and do anything for her, including pick between her or my friends. That's just the way it is...

Writer's Block: Grimm Question

Fri, 05 Jun 2009 03:17:51 GMT

What was your favorite fairy tale as a child?

Submitted By wolfy284

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My favorite fairy tale always was, and continues to be, "Beauty and the Beast". Though it isn't a Brothers Grimm tale as referenced in the subject, it's definitely well-known and under the same content categories.. Though come to think of it, all my Brothers Grimm stories are pretty dark and scary/depressing... Haha.

ANYWAY, I love Beauty and the Beast because it's so utterly idealistic! In the world of this story, the Beasts in life can turn in to Prince Charmings, the ones you love can come back from the dead, a girl can be totally pure and kind hearted... It's lovely. :)

Writer's Block: Rabbit Rabbit!

Tue, 02 Jun 2009 23:42:24 GMT

It's the first day of the month. If you could have one wish come true this month, what would it be?

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Though it is, in fact, no longer the first day of the month, I'd love to answer this one. You see, I have many wishes... not just for this month, but for my future in general!
However, given that the prompt is quite specific, I will answer simply for June.

My wish for this over-heated, humid, busy, and beautiful month of June, 2009, is this:
I wish that I will begin this new year with her as the Cassidy I want her to stay in love with for the rest of her life.
This will entail a lot of change on my part.. but hey, new summer, new you, right? Right.

And for my own pleasure, let me discuss what I wish for this upcoming school year...
I want to be the sweet one. The girl who never bitches, never starts unnecessary arguments, never treats others badly.
I want to be the smart one. The one with the good grades, perfect attendance, the one who helps everyone else.
I want to be the good one. The girl who everyone knows isn't a slut, isn't going to do anything with you, isn't into Spin the Bottle immaturity.
I want to be the one with more than a handful of real friends, friends she can always count on and will never lose.
I want to be the one who will stand up to you, who won't get walked all over.
I want to be the one who people sincerely look up to, not because I'm vain, but because I want to be good enough to be a role model for myself and everyone else.

Is that too much to ask of myself for my sophomore year?

Wed, 27 May 2009 19:17:43 GMT

Yes, this was my Facebook About Me. But it was too long. But I still wanted to keep it at least for now, because it took me ages to write. Lol.

Let me tell you my love story (yes, it's ultra long, don't read if you're gonna complain!):

Khaalida Parks is this amazing, incredible girl I met at Cooper Middle School. I realized I liked her almost as soon as she spoke to me at the beginning of 8th grade. God, she was so pretty! I couldn't help it. We passed notes everyday during math class, we talked, we sat together at lunch sometimes, we IMed sometimes..
I wasn't sure at first, but maybe half a year (at most) after we became friends, I realized I loved her. Believe me, I had issues with that realization! But I kept that to myself... I couldn't have made myself tell her if I wanted to. I knew she'd never like me back, and I wasn't risking getting rejected AND screwing up a friendship...

Fast forward to the end of 8th grade:
All I could think about was that this girl that I'd fallen for was going to South Cobb and I wasn't, and maybe I'd never see her anymore.. and I cried. A lot. But as summer began, I got a cell phone, I had her number in my yearbook, and things didn't look quite. so. bad. We texted each other nearly every day... There was certainly some interesting conversation that went on! ;)

Skip to June 22nd, 2008:
It all started with a game of Truth or Dare... To anyone who knows the girl, it should come as no surprise that her first Truth question was unusual. :P She asked me, "Are you sure you're straight?" and when I had to answer no to be honest, things got interesting. I found out she DID like me, and y'all know I liked her, and well... We ended up together, of course. :) <33

And now, back to the present:
I love her so very much. We've been a couple for 11 months now, and that's only the beginning of forever. Yes, we fight, and no, neither of us are perfect. But we complete each other... I couldn't live without her here to keep my heart beating, my lungs breathing, my body moving. I'm never walking out of this one's life, and she knows it.
Khaalida, I love you with everything I have.
Forever and always. <3

I love this.

Thu, 21 May 2009 22:23:42 GMT

Rondel of Merciless Beauty

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene;
Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.

Only your word will heal the injury
To my hurt heart, while yet the wound is clean -
Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene.

Upon my word, I tell you faithfully
Through life and after death you are my queen;
For with my death the whole truth shall be seen.
Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly;
Their beauty shakes me who was once serene;
Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.

Geoffrey Chaucer

okay okay okay okay

Sun, 10 May 2009 18:09:24 GMT

So, I was asked to describe myself using an element. And at first I was utterly at a loss... But then I thought about it. And thought some more. And you know, I would say I am Water.
Water is cool, lovely, stunning. Beautiful at times, hideous at others. Clear and pure, or dark, clouded, and mysterious. It can be sweet and gentle, calm and collected. But it can turn right around and become broken and tempestuous. It can soothe and aid, can heal and bring back life. Which then can crash and hurt, damage and kill. It's an utter oxymoron within itself, as am I.

Okay, guess I'm done. Gotta go anyway. Sorry to have bored you. :p

Ramble ramble ramble STOP

Fri, 17 Apr 2009 03:27:49 GMT

Okay, so.
This is going to be
Long
Random
and will probably bore you.

*EDIT* (some content has been removed from this journal)

1) I think I'm getting back in touch with my writing. NOT saying that I'm back in touch with my GOOD writing, just with the habit of doing it everyday. It's work and pleasure, all in one, not to mention stress relief. It's necessary for me to do it constantly, and I haven't been, but I am now. SO, here are two of the things I wrote in class today in about two seconds. They kind of amuse me because they're about the things I was wearing on my arm.

Copper colored hairbow: (my favorite of the two)

twist
catch the light
coppery shimmer
glimmer of joy
brighten the day
or the night
with that delightful glow
like summer
the color of sun-bronzed skin
dripping with beads of chlorinated water
or the penny you saw
on the sidewalk by that seedy complex
alone and small
in the pouring rain
deemed insignificant
but yet turns out to be
oh
so
necessary.

Black jelly/sex bracelet:

dark as night
with such vivid implications
on sight
everyone knows what you are
what you mean
when you are damaged,
the ones you surround
are in for a surprise...
or at least an awkward giggle.
your beauty lies
in that you are
whatever we want you to be
for us

3) When you need someone so badly you literally ache for them every second of the day, what are you supposed to do? If you've never felt it you'll have no idea what I'm speaking of, and you're lucky. It hurts, more than anything I've ever felt. It's gotten to the point that it isn't just an emotional pain anymore, it's physical too. It's a yearning, an aching, a longing, a misery. It's not just a desire, I don't just want it, I need it. I can't deal with it for much longer, really. I don't know how to keep going under such a constant and devastating pressure...

4) I am:
Atlanta
poet     storyteller     liar     child
woman     student     teacher
helpless     strong     fearless
frightened     lover    adored
hated     Southern     sweet
shallow     selfish     emotional
preppy     scene     egotistical
bitch     wounded     unstable
Christian     friend     imperfect
sex     innocence     naive
pure     adulteress    reader
learner     curious     pain
love     murder     peace
war     fight     trust     bipolar
tease     ugly     nasty
unlovable     loved     small
insignificant     unimportant
technology     primitivity
belonging     breathtaking
unjust     unnecessary     obsessive
weary
I am a child of what I am, what I could be, and what I never was. I am me, and I've never disliked anyone so much.

That is the end of my late-night ramblings.
And I must sleep now.
I do love you.
Goodbye.

Wed, 15 Apr 2009 00:09:15 GMT

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And then, Kayla and I were talking about this today, possibly the stupidest thing anyone could do: Don't fucking judge me if you've never fucking met me. I've NEVER done anything at all to you, and just cuz your friend is/was mad at me, gives you no right to say anything about me if you have no idea who I am. Hello, you're getting a biased point of view. Ever heard of both sides of the story? Idiots. Go fuck yourselves in a god damn corner.

There's more on my mind but I can't even think straight and I'm in physical and mental pain, and everything just sucks and I need you and I don't know what to do.

I AM better now, believe that. I just needed to get things out so my anger would evaporate. I won't say I'm fine, because I'm not.

And I may be running away soon... Just so you know.

Oh hot damn..

Sun, 05 Apr 2009 12:28:28 GMT

This is my jam! Lmao.

I had SO much fun at the lock-in at Mad Mad Whirled.. It was insane.

I epically failed at Whirlyball, which is essentially lacrosse, basketball, and bumper cars' lovechild. All I could do was drive in circles and pray no one hit me in the head with the ball! But it was still crazy fun. And laser tag.. well, I kinda suck. But it was hilarious, playing with my silly friends. Haha.

We all stayed up till six am, but as soon as we got on the bus to go home, we all crashed. I passed out in the car once my mom picked me up, and then came home, crawled up the stairs and into bed, and slept until 7:30pm.

Which brings me to the fact that my sleeping schedule is hopelessly ruined, right here at the beginning of Spring Break! Nice, huh? ;D

I hate humanity.

Wed, 01 Apr 2009 22:22:40 GMT

or, most of it, anyway.
As far as I can tell, the human race is like, unanimously retarded and cruel.
People's reaction's and moods confuse the hell out of me..
When you give all of yourself, or all of your emotions, into saying something to someone, you know what hurts more than a rejection?
"Okay."
Who the fuck says "okay" when you get all emotional?! What the fucking hell.
I'm pissed and hurt, by so many people. It's ridiculous.
And yet underneath the storm of emotions right on top, I'm still fairly happy... I don't know what to do with myself anymore.
I think I really AM bipolar.
Maybe.
But what the fuck ever.
I just needed to vent some nonsense.
I'll come back when I'm not so overwrought.
I love you two.
Bye.

Best Poem Evarrrr ;D

Sat, 28 Mar 2009 06:58:41 GMT

This poem was sent to me in this daily poem newsletter thing from a poetry website or some shit, I really don't know nor care, but GOD does it make me happy! I laugh every damn time I look at it! It's definitely good for lifting my spirits when I need a hug. :)

Enjoy! :D

Regime de Vivre

I rise at eleven, I dine about two,
I get drunk before seven, and the next thing I do,
I send for my whore, when for fear of a clap,
I spend in her hand, and I spew in her lap;
Then we quarrel and scold, till I fall fast asleep,
When the bitch growing bold, to my pocket does creep.

Then slyly she leaves me, and to revenge the affront,
At once she bereaves me of money and cunt.
If by chance then I wake, hot-headed and drunk,
What a coil do I make for the loss of my punk!
I storm and I roar, and I fall in a rage.
And missing my whore, I bugger my page.
Then crop-sick all morning I rail at my men,
And in bed I lie yawning till eleven again.

Lord John Wilmot

The Best People In The Whole Damn World :)

Wed, 25 Mar 2009 22:57:39 GMT

*EDIT* Some content in this journal has been revised to better suit my thoughts and feelings at the present)

So I'm going to steal this idea from the most amazing girl in the whole world, Kayla, and write about/to, my most favorite people. In no particular order. :)
They're all SUPERRR long, so... bear with me. : >

Kaylabear: I don't have any idea what I'd do without you, dollface. I love you so FUCKING much, you have no idea. I've never met anyone as immediately a huge part of my life as you were, and I'll never stop loving or needing you! I gotta admit, one thing that's so damn endearing? You not only remember how to SAY my girlfriend's name, but you can spell it too. No one else can! XD You've listened to me bitch about the STUPIDEST things, and never once slapped me like I deserved. Even so, you've never let my feelingsd get in the way of telling me what I need most to hear: the truth. I know that I can trust you with anything, and for me, that means so much.. Even though we don't have any classes together, we have that lunch table bond that will never go away. Hanging out beside the cafeteria with you and Alex = utter awesomeness! And sorry for all those times I've raped you, I just can't help myself! :D And I've told you a million times how absolutely cool it is that you get it when I put my real vocabulary to use, and that you use words beyond the level of a seventh grade education. And AH, you can't imagine my pleasure at discovering your Potter-nerd syndrome! We're Harry Potter/Twilight nerds together, babycakes. :) I don't deserve to have someone as incredible as you in my life, but for God's sake (and mine!) please don't ever go away. You're indescribably fantastically amazingly awesomely crazily YOU, and there couldn't be anything better. I can't imagine how to breathe without you!

Aryanna: Oh, girl, we've been best friends for so very long. We'll be sitting in our rocking chairs at 93, reminiscing over those fun times in third grade. :) You're one of the very best people I know, and I would quite literally be dead without you, you know that. Back when I had REAL problems, not just the dumb drama shit I bitch about now, you saved my life. You brought me throught it all stronger, and a better person altogether. I'll never forget that, and I'll always be indebted to you for it. We have so much fun together! Getting off the bus, standing in your driveway talking for half an hour until my sister calls wondering where the fuck I am.. Laying in the grass watching the clouds every summer... Sleepovers with the brownies and the pancakes.. trick or treating together since we were 9.. Do you remember our latch hook phase? My Lord, it was everywhere! Haha, good times, babe. You are the first person I come to when I'm falling apart, the first person I call and yell at when it's not even you I'm mad at, and you understand. You and your "ebonics" haha, everyone thinks you're immature on the bus, but they just don't know. They can't see it because they don't know you like I do, (willing to bet I know you better than anyone else) but you're wise beyond your years, love. You've gone through a lot, and I've tried to be right there with you the whole time, and I'm sure I've never been good enough for that. But I've tried, because I love you dearly. We'll be the true meaning of best friends forever, and you and I are still going to share that apartment when we're 18 we've been planning on for the past what, 5 years? We vowed in the fourth grade, and Mariah's welcome too. ;) Our relationship means the WORLD to me, and I hope you know that. No distance, no circumstances, NOTHING will ever come between us. I'd die without you, and for you, no questions asked. I love you.

Alex: You are absolutely one of the strangest kids I've ever met, but in a good way! You're so fucking gorgeous, and so sweet. I trust you, which as I've said before, means a lot for me. I've barely known you what, 2, 3 months tops? And yet, I feel like we've been friends for years. I've never seen anybody with such an instantaneous charismatic effect on people, and though it seems Devin might be jealous of it, I love you for it. I would love to be able to read your insane little mind, it's bound to be fascinating in there.. Lunchtime is better with you there! Like today, you and I, getting high on laughter? I truly wish we had at least ONE class together! But I suppose I have to settle for walking you to geography, and walking in to spend more time with you. I can't wait until your birthday/Spring Break, kid! We're going to tear down the place with our awesomeness, you me and Kayla. And that text convo we had? haha, that was great. Yep, I'd TOTALLY make out with you ;D I'm looking forward to loving you for a long, long time, sweetheart.

Kristen: You and I have never even met. But, regardless of that, I love you. Kayla has DAMN good taste in friends, I hope you know that! You're an amazing girl, and I can't wait till we can get together. You listened to MY shit, my pointlessly pitiful drama and misery, when I didn't even realize you'd care, and you said fantastic things about me when I wasn't even going to read them. That shows that you mean it, and that made me smile. I suppose you could say we're merely "friends by association", but if you want to know how I truly feel about you? I think we could be really really close, for real. I think you're very special, very sweet, very pretty, and altogether wonderful. Though I've never really met you, I miss you, strange as that seems! I'm quite the lucky girl to have somebody like you in my life, sweetie.

Khaalida:
You are the love of my life. I mean that to the fullest extent of the phrase, something which many people doubt, but I know what I'm talking about. I've dated, was even really in love once, and managed to get my heart broken through my own doing. I've been around, not a ton, but enough to be able to honestly say that I've never felt this way about anyone else, ever, and I want to spend my life with you. You mean the world to me, I love you more than anything, I need you, I want you, and God knows I miss you like hell. We've had our ups and downs, to be sure... When we fight, it's never really small, is it? But we're human, and imperfect, and that's okay. I've liked you for well over a year now, been in love with you for just a bit over a year, and been dating you for almost a year. I'll never forget how much pain I was in watching you love someone else, and yet giving you advice and telling you how damn happy I was for you. Which I guess I sort of was, because all I've ever wanted was your happiness, and you were happy then. But more than that, I'll never forget how happy you made me one gorgeous night in June. And to think, it all started with a game of Truth or Dare.. ;)
Khaalida Aneesa Parks, I love you, I am in love with you, and I fall harder every day. I think we'll make it, I do.. And I've never prayed for anything else so hard in my life.
Forever and always, baby. <3

I love every one of you, and as long as I live I will NEVER forget any of you. You're my favorite people In the entire universe, and I need you all.

Deleted?

Thu, 12 Mar 2009 04:58:02 GMT

*EDIT* I can't figure out how to delete entries, if there is a way. But yeah, that's why this one is just empty now.

Lalala!

Mon, 09 Mar 2009 01:28:05 GMT

So like, the ice cream man drove through my neighborhood this evening, and I was in the upstairs hallway just thinking, and I heard the truck's song and the first two lines of this came to me. What follows them was written like two minutes after I put pen to paper. Lol. I was bored, it was a gorgeous day, sunlight was dappling the doorways, and inspiration struck! Lemme know if you like. :)

ice cream truck

the dreamlike melody
a calliope of sorts
drifted through the doors and windows
floating up the stairs
down every hallway
calling the names of all who heard
bringing a flashback of childhood
a small giggle escaping the lips of those not yet past it
the yearning for that sweet escape
precious memories melting on your tongue
as another sugared day slips into oblivion

Bloop.

Sat, 07 Mar 2009 19:41:59 GMT

*EDIT* Same story as the other, I haven't found a deletion technique. >_>

Good morning!

Fri, 13 Feb 2009 16:31:31 GMT

Good morning, kiddies.
Today's a good day. :)

Friday the 13th... What a nice omen for Valentine's Day, right?! Lol.
Good thing I actually like Friday the 13th... and V-Day. <3
I think they're both fun.
Except for that time in third grade when a bookshelf hit me on the head on the 13th. Haha. That kinda freaked me out. But other than that one time, I've never had anything bad/unlucky happen... O_O

Currently, I'm in Study Skills (uber fun class, you should wish you had it). And I am having the HUGEST Starbucks craving EVER! I'd kill for a mocha cappucino, y'all. XD
Anywaysssss.
I gots to go. I'll update later. :D

P.S. I need more friends on here... Nobody but Kayla (maybe) reads these! Lol

Peace and Love :) <3

Writer's Block: Left Behind

Sun, 01 Feb 2009 05:40:32 GMT

What do you want done with your body after you die?

Submitted By crunch_crunch

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I wanna be cremated, and my ashes spread over water. Preferably somplace beautiful, someplace over the ocean. I know what I leave behind here doesn't matter anymore... but I want to leave it in a pretty way, you know?

Sun, 01 Feb 2009 05:27:38 GMT

You're sick of feeling numb
You're not the only one
I'll take you by the hand
And I'll show you a world that you can understand
This life is filled with hurt
When happiness doesn't work
Trust me and take my hand
When the lights go out you'll understand
........................................................................

Anger and agony
Are better than misery
Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you'll understand
.......................................................................

I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you're wounded
You know (You know you know you know you know)
That I'm here to save you
You know (You know you know you know you know)
I'm always here for you
I know (I know I know I know I know)
That you'll thank me later
.......................................................................

That's the verses and bridge of an amazing song by an amazing band.

And it's gotten me through the past.. couple of years. And now... now it's working again. Evanescence works too. Especially Lithium. *dies* And no one cares...
Well some people do, but I don't care. Because I'm sick of all the shit. And the lies. And the anger. And the hurt.

On a happier note!
Life's looking up, in all areas but that one. ^^^ And truly, I'm so sorry for the past few entries. They're just... what I needed. This livejournal thing helps!!
I promise to be happy from now on, at least in my writing. :)
Lol.
Much love and good night,
Cass <3

I'd give the world for you.

Thu, 29 Jan 2009 05:06:56 GMT

she tries to cry out
but no sound comes
from the voice paralyzed with fear
tears spill from her wide eyes
she knows it's hopeless
but she's not ready for this
shock fills her innocent face
as her world comes crashing down
her face drains of color
and then...
then
              she
                              fades
                                            away.

pain
drips from her eyes
in tears that sparkle
when they catch the light
her expression so intense
so carefully pulled together
as to hide what's in her soul
but her eyes...
they can't help but tell her secrets
they can't help but scream her emotions
the ones that no one can see
that no one wants to see
she can't mask
the clear depths of her eyes
regardless of the flawless facade elsewhere
she should've known better than to try...

RAWR.

Thu, 29 Jan 2009 04:24:55 GMT

Yuh yuh, needs deleting.

Secrets...

Wed, 28 Jan 2009 23:07:00 GMT

Can you keep a secret?
     the oh-so-familiar whisper
     the question no one will say no to
but the thing is
     no one means their agreement
     for once a secret is let out
     it's impossible to get back...

Whoa. It's astounding how many "secrets" I've kept from everyone I love...
And the worst part is, I want people to know! I do, I do.
But people don't notice on their own, and it's awkward as hell to have to tell them... Y'know?
Why can't everyone just ask? Or at least surf my web profiles a little (this one excluded considering it's empty)?
I mean, I tell like everything in my profiles/myspace bulletins. And I don't know if anyone's ever read them! But I wish I knew, because I don't like keeping things from people... *sigh*
Am I living a lie?
Or do I just have no balls?
Or maybe, I'm living a lie BECAUSE I have no balls.
I don't know, and I don't care. I just want to be ME, with EVERYONE. And it sort of sucks when I can't.

Like the half-assed poem? That's what happens in Spanish instead of notes ;)

Wow..

Tue, 27 Jan 2009 23:43:22 GMT

Okay, so. Today was a VERY good day, until like a couple of minutes ago.

Ugh. I don't like some people very much at all right now, regardless of how much I love them. Because there IS a difference.

So anyhow, I don't really have that much to tell just now, but I wanna post this story poem I wrote. If anyone reads this (besides Kayla, cuz I know she will. She loves me! Lol) let me know what you think, mkay?
Oh, and by the way: My poems don't rhyme. Get over it. XD

he watches her
as she sleeps
her lips parted slightly
in that way he adores

he touches her face
almost afraid she can't be real
as angelic as she looks
right now

he knows he's gotten luckier
than he deserves
to be lying so close
to someone so perfect

suddenly she turns
her pale skin shimmering in the moonlight
her dark grey eyes fluttering open
turning to smooth silver

she nudges him gently
a question in her eyes
and he shrugs, unable to explain
so they lie in comfortable silence

until she glances at the round white moon
and breathes "oh...how incredible..."
he murmurs "what an understatement"
as his eyes haven't left her face

the pretty, translucent blush
that colors her cheeks at that remark
is enough to make him want her even more than before
a feat he thought near impossibility

he pulls her to him
and kisses her forehead
as her eyes drift closed
against her will

she smiles slowly
then relaxes, melting into him
as they both fall asleep
completely happy for one more night

And there you are! I hope whoever reads it, enjoys it. I mean, my mom liked it, but isn't it like.. Mom Code to like everything their kids do? Lol.

Much love!
Peace out. :)