My Alibi

hmm.....

this would be worthy of your time to check out, if you need a laugh and are familiar with the current ARBYS commercials.

http://www.disarranging.com/review/archives/000583.php

enigmatic? doubtful...

short stories with short endings. the SN had to remain in its originality to uphold the integrity of the story. here goes:

Elgin80: fuck off

end of story.

good-bye

holding me close...

you were just imaginary lines,
on a piece of paper that wasnt even there to begin with.
gone in just one or two forced breaths.
and out of all the time and effort,
what did i have to show?
nothing but a book filled with emptiness.
no hellos or goodbyes.
there was no consulation,
no more and no less.
i think through a pen with disappearing ink,
revealing that nothing really exists
only to find a great comfort in this.
this is my last chorus,
and this your last kiss.
i love you.
so with that said,
all i have left is:
theres the knife and heres my wrist.

alright, well im sure i have some explaining to do. i listen to too much music that is about too many sad things, and the poem really has no meaning or relevance to anything up to this point. its just late and my imagination begins to run wild, and words come out. i think i should write a book of poetry or something though. alright, well i should have gone to bed hours ago. night night.

or is it hidden underneath and out of reach?

what is a great adventure if you have no one to share it with? ya got me. i was just thinking about how i was supposed to go somewhere, and i didnt get to go on account of different schedules. it was a major disappointment. but does it really matter? probably not, in the greater scheme of things. but its just been on my mind lately. and it just pisses me off. fuck fuck fuck. this is allie, over and out.

But you're only counting the clock against the train...

well, well, well, i dont want to sound frail or unwell, but i am so sick of being friends with people that arent really friends. i could name names, but there are some things, you think would enable a true friendship to be born. whether its stretching out your arm or going the extra mile, and when you do that, and are then completely disrespected by that person, someone who claims to be part of this "family", well last time i checked its been a while since we hung out or had a real conversation. and thats fine with me, but dont call me your friend or pretend like you dont know whats going on. thats one of my biggest pet peeves.
im mean, im sure alot of people think that anyways. i dont want that, but i am who i am. and i dont always want to be friends with someone just because they are friends with someone i am friends with. if all you have to talk to me about is your christian dior lip gloss or how free spirited you are, i dont care. haha. im tired, its late, and i have no idea where this is coming from. good night.

and ty if you are reading this, this has nothing to do with you, you know i love you no matter what, you are my brother and my best friend. nothing will change that.