veggies can talk?

2am. all the lights have gone off, the fruits are trying to sleep when the veggies turn back on the lights. They crank up the music and party it up. The fruit get up, and start launching almonds are them. THe veggies kick back waiting for a shower to a raise. Then the war begins. The fruit grab the cereal and start to make a fort out of them. WHile the veggies think they are going into hiding the fruit are making canyons and preparing to win this war. The veggies grab their soldiers and run to the bananas, the bananas cover their caymans but the fruit had back up the cereal boxes unfold and thats how the veggies get bad.

worst advice;

-feed the lions at the zoo.
-take a nap in the free way.
-pick up random gum & chew it.
-texting all night on a school night.
-run from the cops.

lala land.

i knew that i could,
and wished that i would.
i wondered who yelled,
and what was being held.
i could not see,
for who he must be.

dissolution.

i yell out for help,
but they couldnt hear me.
i sit there and sob,
laying in a mixture of bloods,
i realized what i had done.
the knife drops
and i run,
hoping to forget what i had just done.

love.

monkeys like bananas,
and i like you.
so if i am the monkey,
would you be my banana?

for all the lost people in the world.

"I NEVER WANTED THIS, NOW LEAVE ME ALONE."
i yelled, as tears
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p
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my face, and i thought all had gone wrong i had realized,
that i did not want to run away or have people leave me alone,
but i wanted to be found.

uno, dos, tres.

123
doo, re, me.
excuse and pardon ,me.
love is the beholder
and hate is the destroyer. 
death is the cousin,
and you are my sister.

shadows.

sometimes i watch pens write and sometimes i hear a voice at night.
and every now-and-then it runs  a      w       a      y.
d
o
w
n
to the basement, only leaving  a shadow behind.
it tells me tocomecloser.
i am to scared.
so i run, hoping it doesnt
t
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         i
             p
me on the way up.

summer at best.

life blooming, sun kissed skin, eyes sparkling, cheeks turning red, hair growing, laughing, crying, and dying of joy. fallin in love<3 with the night, water fights, paint wars, dreams. No calendars, no strict times. just.summer.at.best.

worst opening lines.

horror;
 i had a feeling that the killer was in the kitchen... so i held out, "could you make me a sandwhich?!"

romance;
he broke my heart, soo.. i broke his face.

western;
when he went to spit, he missed the can..