Shattered

My girl was in an accident not that long ago. . .
She called me to tell me and now I can't stop shaking. I went down the hall to stay quiet and ended up against the wall. The next thing I knew I was on the floor and I couldn't breath, my heart feels like it will break my ribcage. I can only imagine what would have happened if something had gone wrong.
I don't want to think how lucky I am that she is alive and only a little banged up.
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My god I love her so much. . . Don't you dare take her from me.

:'(

If it wasn't for. . .

If it wasn't for friends?
I'd have gone crazy.
If it wasn't for family?
I'd not have shoulder's to cry on.
If it wasn't for pets?
I'd have no one to play with.
If it wasn't for my mother?
I'd not have an apartment.
If it wasn't for my father?
I'd not know the feeling of speed, or what it's like to build with my hands.
If it wasn't for my sister?
I don't think I would have read, I don't think I would be writing.
If it wasn't for. . .
If it wasn't for Her?
This life would be meaningless. . .
If it wasn't for Her I don't know how much shit I could take and now I never will have to find out.
Because of her?
I can take on the world and laugh as it tries to fight back.

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I don't know what to say. Busy is busy and haven't had time to do much. My body seems to like to kick my ass and I don't know how to fix it. Doc says I just have "A very sensitive stomach" well when that includes waking up with pain for 3 days straight and diarrhea most of the time after eating very little then she's probably right.
*sigh*
All I can do is push forward and pray pray pray it all comes through eventually. Semester is almost over, just a bit longer.

Inspired

I have written and written now. Writer's block seems to have dissipated. I wrote 7 pages one night for a story that I had no idea how it would end and now it is done!! I am so excited! Now I'm letting it cool down and myself to become. . . ready to destroy it :'(
But that is what must be done. I need to do grammar I know that but I wonder what else may need to be fixed. School is as heavy as ever but somehow I pull through.
Life update: Stomach pains have been hurting me for a while and now I have no idea as well as my doctor. . . .wow. . .
Keep in touch and informed of the life and times of a teenage Trickster

Writer's Block

It's that imaginary wall that stops all writers at some point in their career. When you try to write and all you come up with is. . .
*Throws pencil at wall* Grrrrr!
Damn you pencil!
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Ok Now I'm talking to a pencil, great.
I feel like I'm grasping at air when my idea is smoke, I can feel when I get one but then it slips around my fingers, laughing as I try again.
It doesn't help that my mind is filled with other thoughts.: A dance I'm not going to with my girl because we weren't invited and can't sneak in; my father diagnosed with Celiac and me possibily having it too; having played all my games, read all my books, and seen all my movies so many times I know them all by heart; I proclaim "All I can do is write. . . But. . .That damned wall is blocking my way."

Up and Running

Today ladies and gentlemen is my birthday!!
:) today seems to have gone really well so far even. (Except for the dizziness and small amount of pain) I woke up to a text from my dad saying happy birthday and a call at 6:30 from my girl which made me smile so much. No girl had done that for me. . . It just shows me how much she cares. Now I am sitting here waiting for my sister who is taking me out to eat with her boy, and then after that three of us will become the four of us when we pick up my girl. We'll be seeing paranormal activities 2!! So excited and tomorrow a horror movie marathon, with 1st day driving!!!
*sigh* For right now, all is well.

I felt like wiriting and this is what came out. . .Untitled poetry

I sigh
You sigh.
I smile and you giggle.
I stare into your eyes
And you look back just the same way.
I whisper ,
“I love you”
And,
“I always will”
You smile this time,
And it makes mine get bigger.
I stroke your cheek,
Your eyes close.

“I love you too”
You say to me.
And,
“I promise I will forever.”
Your hands run through my hair,
And my eyes close.
Your lips on mine feel perfect.
So close to me
I don’t want you to leave that spot.

I say g’bye
You say it too.
I kiss you once more,
Walking away
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Waving
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Gone
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“Until tomorrow my love,”
I say.
“I’ll whisper in your dreams.”