Endless Love

He loves

me,

I love him.

We

want to be

together.

In the

morning we

see

each other.

In the

afternoon,

we get lonely.

At dawn

we

meet

again.

He

pecs me

on my

lips.

We

stay

together,

we stay

with

each other

till

morning.

The routine

goes

and

goes.

But

that's just

how

our

love is.

Lord of the Flies Poem

Boys
stranded.
They try
and try
to make a
civil place to
live.
They have
a conch,
shelter,
and fire.
The boys
driven
apart
from each other.
They divided themselves
into
two
different
groups.
Hunters.
Gatherers.
Become
enemies.
they start to
KILL;
people
die.
Island
set
ablaze.
At
end,
they get
freed.

Marie Antoinette Shoes

Tough as nails

you have

to be

to wear

these

Sapphire shoes.

Swedish

made,

labeled

Acne Features.

Rusted nails.

Don't

walk in

when

you are

hammered.

These shoes

part of

the

craziest

collection

of

spring shoes.

These have

not

happened

since,

Marie

Antoinette.

Towering fashion

monsters,

asylum material,

everything,

surgical tools,

bondage ropes.

LIFE

The way you wake up
The way you do things in school
The way your actions are
Its really relates to you
This means all the ways you live

Relationships

Hard to escape from
Difficult to get into
Easy when you're in
Depressing when you're out of it
Love is just the way of life

Friends-Angels

Friends listen to you,

Resist your annoyance,
Instigate in your life,

Endure your living sol in their hands,

Never fail you,

Deliver happiness

Strangly enough, your friends are your guardian angles.

Rainbow

Rain comes down like angels tears

Air fills with moister

In the clouds you see colors, you follow it

Never finding the pot of gold

Bellow you only see earth, buildings, humans

Olympians can jump over the bow over the clouds

Wow! All you really see are seven different colors in the sky.

Balboa

Balboa Academy, the school I have always gone to since Pre-Kinder. Now here in the eighth. I'm here in a grade where all the cuties go away and the air fills with love and likes. The boys look hotter.

As I started to walk down the hill I say many guys who I thought have changed now look better than when they were in seventh grade. The boys look hotter.

Long shaggy hair, long legs to make them as tall as the ceiling. Some boys are more mature, mush nicer. I get close to one guy, some new girl comes in and gets him. The boys just look much hotter.

Bitch! Who does she think she is? She's trying to steal my man? What ever I can get another one in a snap. the boys are hot now.

Obsessed! New girls obsessed with dudes up and down. Can you just shut up, I wish I could tell her off. She just talks and talks about guys none stop. In my mind, the boys are hotter.

Any ways she finally gets her man. She can't stop talking about him; we all start to get annoyed, but we really don't say much to her about him. In the end, we all really talk about the guy and guys we like maybe a little too much. The boys are hotter this year.