The day the ugly girl drown in the Mississippi river. River of regret that flows out of my mouth and down the drain. Like a river I will be running free. I dunno what to call this poem. My vein is a river and i am a depressed teenager. I slit my rist and let me river run free until in runs out. Caught under the ice, drowning. Posted in Leave a Comment. Leave a Reply Cancel reply.

Monday, May 9, 2011. Thursday, May 5, 2011. He believed that the goal of art is to imitate the everyday reality. Art should not be conceived as a radically distinct aspect of human lif.

Giving advice, motivation and expressing ideas and ventures. Who Are We Reaching Out To? Time to Let Go for a While. Sorry readers, I have to apologize greatly because I have not been consistent. But, I want to take the time to address that I will no longer operate the Sweetheart Foundation anymore until further notice. Being in school, working, and studying while fitting a business in another area is really stressful.

Bc of tumblr I have started doing this to other girls. I want to talk to people but I feel like I annoy every single person I talk to.