You dont trust me.
My opinion, my judgment,just me.
I may be young and foolish but trust me I'm not that clueless.
My skin is cracked and broken, my eyes begin to dry
my out-looks new, my heart is healed and I think I know why
Scince the day I met him nothing cold break me down.
Not death nor hate or my suposed soul mate
No on a day like today I feel great
Seem's like nothing could break me down at this rate
I havent felt like this for the longest time
Feel's like today my heary beats faster and the church bell's chime
Trust my judgment beacuse my life is movin on up
I remeber what I look like when I'm brimming from ear to ear
I remeber what my laugh sounds like
I remeber how true happieness feels.
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When was the last time you heard me talk like that?
In l-o-v-e,
Jesse

This is about my aunt.This woman amazed me. Six years ago she was diagnosed with breast cancer and the doctors told her she wouldnt live out the rest of the year. Last thursday she died.She dragged herself into work every day until the last 3 months of her life. She was an amazing woman and I idolise her so much.Her courage and spirit inspierd me to live my life to the fullest and be happy with what I've got.You tryed the best you could to keep us all strong for you and you did a good job of it to. Everyone could learn a lesson from you. I think people need to be like you.Life must come to an end sometime and I'm glad you lived yours well.

I knew this was coming. Your life had a limit but you hung on as long as you could.
You opend my eyes, Showed me the light. I now value life and all it's perks.
It has it's ups and downs and sometimes you wanna quit but you showed me how wonderfull life can be. Thank you so much for showing me the value of the human life time.

This is a follow up to my little fustrration fit.It;s yet another monolouge.*says flattly* Enjoy.
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You're not my dad. My dad isnet dead yet. He lives and breaths.
Just what I wish you would stop doing. Living and breathing, Bitching and nagging
Do I know you?Do you know me? No? Then why do you yell at me? Taunt me and make stupid comments that you know hurt me. Sometimes I lay awake and wonder....What the hell is up your ass? Is that why you took so much time off work? Or was it your god damn sinuses again? Oh boooo hoo. A suposed "macho man" cant hack a little sinus infection? You've sent me to school with a broken wrist and stiches and did I complain? I dont think so. So maybe you should suck it up and be a man and then you can find a valid reason to yell at me. Like I said...Dont act like my dad... he aint dead yet.
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Yeahum.
Angry,
Jesse

I'm really mad right now so...Hear ya go.
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I dispise you.
Every time I see you, I vomit inside
My heart starts racing, my muscles tighten
I hate you so much right now
When ever you raise your hand I want you to hit me.
Then maybe they will see who you really are
Not like anyone would belive that you, The big lovable vince
Is acctualy a monster.
They say love is blind and you never see the bad qualitys
Maybe that is why she cant see that her love hates her kid
Or maybe you come before I do.
Next time you go to hit me
You better kill me
Beacuse you wont see sunlight again.
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Uh.... Before you ask.....I'm okay....No I'm not I'm never okay.


I told you not to fuck with a red head,
Jesse

I'm so afraid of my feelings.
They get under my skin and into my blood
They make me so sick as they eat away at my insides like maggots on rotting flesh
I like you so much but I cant bring myself to tell you that but I'm afraid if I dont I'm going to explode. My blood alover the walls, my heart in your hands
It beats faster for you, maybe now you'll catch on to the hints I've bin giving you.
Now that I have got rid of my life I have time for you
I really wanna tell you but I find it impossible to express myself
When I write, my hand freeezes, when I speak, The words domt come out
I dare myself to ask you but I cant
I may come off as bold but really inside ther is a scared little girl
Shivering and shaking, just wanting someone to love her
I want you to be that someone
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Ranting,
Jesse

Alright I got reeeeallllyyyyy bored in french so I decided to write a monolouge beacuse I cant write plays. So tell me what you think.
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The day after I left my mom quit her job and thrown out all my stuff. She hated me for rebeling against her. She called me monster for the thing's I've done although I really didnt do anything all that bad. I was just defending myself against her drunken,slerd insults. I wasent good enough for her. I guess I didnt drink nearly enough to have any kind of relationship with her. She's not the only drunk.Oh no,Aunts,cousins,uncles you name it,they chug it.All accept one. He cant drink or smoke...Or anything for that matter. On that horrible day he lost it all. The only one who has ever loved me. After my father's death my family just fell apart. My mom re-married some jin soaked jerk who hates me and wants me out. Well he got what he wanted. I'm on my own out on the streets. I was car windows for a little bit of change. Can you spare a dime?
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That's all folks.
Yeahum,
Jesse