So lately, my life has been friendsorenemes.com. And on the group I made for poetry, me and this girl I recognized from the old FOE have been exchanging beautiful poems. Here's a tidbit of some of our work:

thesefairytales :Writing these tears to a tune I cant forget. Broken up & broken in pieces, this screen just wont let me go. Toast to the stars with suit & tie kisses these wishes can never sound the same. Growing old & getting younger except for in my bones. Searching out the faults of yesterday & where today went wrong, cuz there's some things tomorrow just cant give us. A story of sighs & glass ball eyes, always awake & never with the ones I need to know. Seashell songs missing out on everything these ears just cant reach.

The Boogyman: Pale eyes sleeping inside dark circles, when will this insomnia end? Flashes from camera embed into the minds of inspiring teens wanting to make it big. Bigger than the small town that hinders creativity and running space. Walking next to a man with a black brief case, it's apparent we are all dead. Stuffed into a business man's private life. All over. Feather touches and light brushes across the shoulder spark a sense of desire into hormonal humans. Touch me, feel me. I can't wait to drown under 5 too-heavy-for-summer blankets just to escape. Sun dresses and sun burns are the highlight of a schedule-free calender. Click, click of the computer screen across your eyes. Everyone sees you. So I lay here, short of breath, hoping soon, my lungs take a vacation.