Stand at the bottom of an ice covered cliff. Tilt your nose to mine for an eskimo kiss. Fly up in a hot air ballon, and on top of the mountain we'll lunch at noon. Hold my hand and step into thin air. Our friends have stretched nets to catch us there.

I promise to help you even when I think you're annoying. To stand by you unless you really are wrong. To appreciate the ways in which you help me, and to realize that I couldn't be this happy if I wasn't your friend.
I Promise.


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Ndakasimba, Kana Makasimawo
I am strong, if you are strong.

Maria, cutting your hair would be heartbreakingggg! Only because I miss mine so much, because you could pull off just about ANY hairstyle. And your hair is amazinggggggggggg.


I'm drinking chai right now. It makes me feel comfortable and relaxed, which is the opposite of how I felt last night. I wrote a new poem after Saturday, but it's not my usual style. It's still spoken word, but this one is very slow. I use 'you' constantly, but each line is about a different person, a different time.
















Maybe things will never be the same.
Maybe we'll cry again in the arms of one another,
knowing what we've been through.
Maybe your words will be enough
to stop my paranoia.
Maybe we're not so demented, all of us.

We've lost track of things.
Consuming each other in love and grief.
In secrets and words.
In smiles and tears.
In eyes and hands.
And we might hold each other
when I tell you
the boy you love is gone.
You might squeeze my hand harder and harder
until you feel close to someone
when everyone else is moving away.
You might cry your fake tears
while you're drowning in who you've become.

And you'll pull us down too,
our heart strings so tightly knotted.

What have we become?
A woven tragedy,
an emotional wasteland,
sucking in the breath others breathe out,
Crudely unable to live without one another,
Breathing in each others burdens
And breathing out our own.

We're white oleanders,
poisonous blooms,
roots somehow entangled,
hearts beating below the surface,
singing our griefs away.
Blindly walking along in the depths
of our sleeves,

Look at the bunched boughs of trees,
freckled ignorant faces,
dotted with nostalgia.
There's dust in your eyes,
pepper in your nose.

We are all that is left.
We are all that we have.
We are estranged,
never validated,
floating,
We are different,
We are the same,
we are each other,
All that we'll ever be.

-- Meg

PS: Can you not write any smaller than the normal font size? It's hard to read :)
OH! And a music link for this because the current song makes me cringe :D:
http://www.espew.com/cgi-bin/spew/699819/Imogen%20Heap%20-%20Hide%20an
d%20Seek.mp3
(^^one line, without the space (didnt fit))

Name, Molly
class, perfect 10!
hobbies/interests, music, theater, english, french, fencing, love
birthdate, june 2, 92
horoscope, gemini
fave colour, green

I'm obsessive xD

Name, Gabby
class, 2010!
hobbies/interests, Theatre
birthdate, Feb. 8
horoscope, Aquarius

Name, Julia
class, Oh Ten
hobbies/interests, Dance, Theatre, Art, Music, Not Sports....
birthdate, May 6 '92
horoscope, Taurus
life's goal, Save someone else's life in some way
middle name, Claire
favorite utensil, Spork

Name, Gabrielle
class, 2010!
hobbies/intrests, singing, dancing, being crazy, Hugs!
birthdate, Nov. 4
horoscope, Scorpio
favorite color, all of them! its even better if there in rainbow form!

Name, Maria (Luisa)
class, 2010 baby!
hobbies/interests, singing, acting, cooking, dorky shit, LIVELAUGHLOVE!
birthdate, November 25
horoscope, Saggitarius
favorite color, all of them except puce and brown...for obvious reasons.

Name: Meg, Mea, Meagan
Class:2010 babyyy
Hobbies/Interests: Singing, Guitar, Writing, Saving the world.
Birthdate: 2/14/92
Horoscope:Aquarius
Favorite Color: Violet
Favorite Activity: Free Hugs

Haley
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Julia
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