The Misconception of Love and Baked Goods

The chocolate sryup

swirled into a glass of cold milk,

the hot fudge

poured atop mountains of iced cream,

the whipped cream

those endless shots from aerisol cans,

the box of twinkies

fluffy cake filled with white cream,

the fudgy brownies

an entire pan of chocolatey-goodness,

the powdered donuts

sugery cake, missing only a hole,

the cookie dough

not quite making it to a baking sheet,

the frosted cupcakes

candied drops of the perfect ingredients,

the chocolate bar

endless varieties of cocoa and nut,

these sweet delights

considered the best love she's ever had.

~the em~

Things End. The End

Gone.
Like the sun into dark clouds
Like clouds before a rainbow
Like a rainbow in the sun.
Gone.
Like the wind nipping the leaves.
Like the leaves falling from trees
Like the trees breaking in the wind.
Gone.
Like the children from the park
Like the park from memories
Like the memories of the children.
Gone.
Like the snow in the hot heat
Like the heat without fire
Like the fire in all the snow.
Gone.
Like the birds to the south
Like the southern lights at night
Like the night to chirping birds.
Gone.
Like babies to growing age
Like old age to death
Like death to rebirth
Gone.

~the em~

When The Clock Strikes Midnight

The world fades to grey
The girl does the same
Nothing can hide
from the change in time.
The sun in the heavens
the life in her eye
they all cease to be.
The hour surrounds her
reality grounds her
A tear slips silently
no one to hear or see
the cry for a dream
for it's simply a dream
a mere wish on a star
though still under par
when the bells sounds
loudly twelve times.

~the em~

Pardon My French

Fuck.
Fuckity Fuck Fuck Fuck.
What the hell has happened?
Happiness was mine
It belonged to me
Then life fucked me over.
I'm fucking fabulous
No sarcasm.
I'm not unhappy
Honest
But I manage to fuck myself over
Stupid Stupid girl
I hurt so many people
And in turn hurt myself
I hate it
I hate with a fucking passion
when I hurt people.
Yet I'm so fucking amazing at it
I don't mean to be mean
I really don't
It's just so fucking hard
knowing all the while
I'm causing everyone around me
utter, fucking shit.
I hate this.
Why do I have to do this?
This is so fucking stupid
I am so fucking stupid.
Fuckity fuck fuck fuck
How do I stop hurting people?
It seems the only way is to stop breathing.
Oh dear lord.
Fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck

...I'm sorry...

~the em~

Glue

I just glued my hands together!!! It's so awesome!!! And big bird is such a big fat poop. She's e sub at our school and she's no fun. ugh