~Shar's bio~
Nicknames - Shar
B~day - if you dont know, then i'm not going to tell you
Gender - female
Zodiac - virgo
Chineese zodiac - dragon
Fave color - blue
Fave place to be - Winnipeg/ NYC
Hobbies - working, playing guitar, and writing poetry
Fave quote-"you can close your eyes to reality, but not to memory"-Stainslaw
E-Mail - shar_b_16@hotmail.com
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10 SECOND HEART♠BREAK
"i'll be your number one, with a gun at your temple, with a smile on my face, so i pull the trigger, is it the end?"
we raise our glasses to a girl that would never say thank you, but would always be thankful, broken past is future experience
"I am the way that I am... but you made me this way..." - me because of you
"...walk with me... for oblivion follows close..."
Aug 2006
a questionable lie
she smiled at me like she didn't care, she smiled at me like she pretended not to hurt, she smiled at me and my mind forgotten in more importance, she lied through her teeth, to get the attention that shes already got, six eyes and twelve ears listening in wait for a lie to slip, for someone to catch on and make some sense of lies given by a child, her lies involved everyone, all the eyes and ears that are hers, that hear sorrow and see her when she crys, this gift taken forgranted....
don't lie, cause it won't get you anywhere, don't pretend cause no one likes a fraud, make your own way, cause everyone's got their own packing to do
Aug 2006
i am the master
Dave your my hero.... needless to say, thanks, i felt better after the prolonged hug... he he, yeah so dude call me, ps work is fun-ish, but sux with a seating plan, come on like am i twelve, do i need my mommy to be called when i mess up, it wasn't even that bad.... stupid girl.... gah, happy thought, cheeriossss...
Aug 2006
job
well that was easy, i got a job first resume... *sighs* lol, i'm so hyped about it though, i can't wait, it marks the start of a long awaited new chapter, i graciously look forward to the long grueling hours, and little pay, it means more time away from life, and less time to think about the bad things, less time to ponder distant memories that dwell just beneath the surface...
Aug 2006
nightmares
they are there every night, some are worse then others and some are hell reincarnated, we wake up with a jolt and sometimes teary eyes, scared, and witless, theres not much to say about ones nightmares accept they are only a persons imagination at work, scheming of ways to make you break, to make you cry, its always the same gruesome portrayl, all of your closest friends get brutally murdered and yet devastated you survive, only to find that its not just one of your worst fears being acted out, it drains out into another one, they feel so real, they make you sick to your stomache, the reality in your head is that you fear what anyone person would fear, this morning i woke up in tears, with a jolt, with deep misunderstood sorrow filling my head, everything that i feared, filled my heart with dread, cold sweats pouring outa me like rain drops, i froze for a second to catch my breath, my heart was racing and i couldn't move, a ray of light shone through my window, it was then that i fell outa my trance, outa a place that none should ever visit, and some good seeped back into my soul, i didn't feel so broken, i shed not another tear, for i was whole, i wasn't afraid to admit defeat, cause it really wasn't a defeat, it was only a nightmare, i sat for another second to bask in the sun, to take in the morning bird's chirp, my mouth then dry with insecurity, a question arose is this reality much better than my nightmares?
Aug 2006
the rut
i slipped and fell into a rut, i musta hit my head on the way down cause i don't know what i'm doing, i musta blacked out because i don't remember your name, and i can't see your face, but still somehow i know you're there, its like we both woke up from the same twisted nightmare only to find out that we weren't really awake, pinch me i don't wanna be here no more, let me wake up, let me forget the time with you, just a pinch so i can wake up form this nightmare and get my ass outta this rut, its gonna take more just time, i've turned into a girl scout trying to make quota i keep ringing your doorbell every two seconds, but theres no point cause i don't even know if you're there or not, this rut, this maze, i'm lost in this rut, but i know now, what i didn't when it started, maybe i can wake myself up, maybe i can pick myself up outta this rut