hi. How are you? Im good. Lost causes, lost causes....why are they lost? Do people just give up? Why dont they help? Do they see no hope? Dont ever give up and dont ever think your life is worthless, you are special you were put on here for a reason, dont let anyone tell you diffrnt. You are my hero. who would you take a bullet for?

hi. the stars twinkle the moon watches over everything. A little blanket of home. Everything feels so much like home. I wrote a poem a few weeks ago. Its about letting go of your fears. enjoy. The Sleepless Dreamer I fall to a deep slumber, as images flicker past, I count how long, unending numbers, if only, I think, this would last. I’m in a field surrounded by dieing trees, the fire is coming so, a blazing inferno, in the midst of the impetuous flames, there is a girl encircled by leaves, I look, her glazing eyes stare me down, reading, my mind internal. Images blur, the room begins to spin, I’m on a street framed by a crowd, I look at the faces, no expression, the lights dim, no one makes a sound, they are not loud. There they come, the soldiers mighty fine, marching past three by three, they form an undying line, there are chains holding them in, one man holds the key. Alas! In the mass I see her, the girl, her pail face, the look of death, is she trying to tell me something? A hushed purr? Her eyes scare me, they wont stop, there is no rest. I call out to her, a silent scream, her face holds sadness and murder, she looks worried, a haunting dream, help me, I say, she flinches as if I hurt her. The room spins once more, now, I’m in the burning valley, the celestial clouds dance, this I adore, There are people assembled, a dark rally. The private nation, is being engulfed with the burning confetti, the screams are unbearable and weak, I don’t know if I should help, I cant move, I’m not ready, I quickly close my eyes, and don’t take a peak. I reopen my eyes to find the girl standing in front of me, She holds out her small, white hand, I’m taken back, startled, how could this be? She whispers something, I do not understand. I am led to a valley where death lurks, she shows me a cold grave, whispering, she says, there is undone work, she lies down next to the crypt, a small cave. She falls into an unconscious state, I watch, her body lifeless, an uncontrollable fate, I say good night, and take a rest. I am sent up to the great sky, the stars twinkle and play with my mind, I am mesmerized by the lie, it’s time, I think, I must unwind. _____________________________________ good night, loves

Good morning/ afternoon. How are you? Im doing good. Music is life. Life is living. Well, im just listening to music right now and figuring out myself. Its crazy to think ill be in highschool soon. Life has gone by so fast for me. Im figuring out what clsses i would take and what extras ill do to get into the best possible college i can get into. I know, i know, its a long way a ways, but it'll fly by soon. sooner then i can wish for. My future depends on these last few years. I need to know that i can do my best. And i need reasurence and hopeful thinking. I need to know someone is there for me. Someone to congradulate me on my wins and have understanding on my faults. thats all. Have a good day. ily.

Just promise, okay? We fight to live. Love is all, love is what you need. "I need this more then ever,okay? Just let me have it"