No one is looking at my xanga ne more because I'm tired of commenting people all the time. But if you will comment on this, I'll comment back this time.

Here is my fininshed poem:

I'm so alone. So damn sad

There is no one else, just me and my bag.

Why did you leave me? Where did you go?

Still sitting here, surrounded, only by snow.

The floweres are wilted, the wine is long gone

In this game of love, I was your pawn

My eyes are wet, My nose scarlet red

I can hardly breath through the tears I have shed.

You told me to wait, and here I still stand,

Cold, and shakeing, My heart in my hand.

Hours have passed, yet still I'm alone

Fighting temptations to leave, and go home.

I told you I loved you, I gave you my heart,

So why is it suddenly all falling apart?

I'll wait here forever, That much is true

because in my eyes, there is only you.

Torn. Broken. Dead inside.

You left me here stranded, stripped of my pride.

The time has passed, to when love turns to hate,

Yet here I still stand, for you I will wait.

so I wrote that after my tests.

PICTURES! that I drew.

I don't know why I drew that. or what It's holding.

Still waiting for the other half....

and you still haven't picked me....

(I don't know why I always draw hearts, there never verry good)

I'll make you pay nigga!

it's the rainbow horse I colored in French Today. I gave it to my mom, and it's on the fridge now. I felt like it deserved a place on my xanga.

ne ways. I'll talk to you people another time.

--stormie--

So I got my Zelda. And that's a really big pick me up from the hell I've been living in. Maby I shouldn't flip God off. lol. j/k.

I wrote part of a poem after the geography test that I'm pretty sure I passed. I'll put it on here. It's not done though.

I'm so alone; so damn sad

There is no one else. It's just me and my bag.

Why did you leave me? Where did you go?

Still sitting here by myself, just me and the snow.

The flowers are wilted, the wine is long gone

In this game of love, I was your pawn

Eyes wet; nose red

I can hardly breath through the tears I have shed

You told me to wait, and here I still stand

cold and shakeing, my heart in my hand

so I don't have ne more of that written. But I'll finish it later.

I'm going to make my ramen noodles, play my Zelda ( ) and drink my coffee. You people should call me. You should know the number. (3535372) << Im going to take that off tonight btw.

--stormie--

Ok. I would like to say this, since people seem to think that I am a whore. I DON'T HAVE A BOYFRIEND and I haven't had one for like a month. So yeah, if people can stop saying shit like "Oh, she's such a whore, she makes out with people who aren't even her boyfriend" no. I don't have a boyfriend.

stupid fuckin man whore.

You played me like a game of checkers

I lost.

I'm giving up.

I hardly know him, and he is still able to break my heart.

I feel so alone.

I would give everything to be with him.

Life's a bitch. Where's my lighter.

--stormie--