allie coulter’s radical thoughts

there is this pain in my heart

i don’t know where to start

of how to explain why.

there is this guy

yes, he is relatively fly.

there is also this new town

with out high ways or macy’s.

i sit here and cry.

please don’t look me in the eye

my make up is fading away.

as it runs down my cheeks

i miss him.

and i miss denver.

how can i miss a city?

that is easy to say.

i have never loved traffic more

on a single rainy day.

i misss the tall buildings.

every single one.

i miss him.

when we say good bye my heart wrenches.

i can’t stop to say i love you.

or laugh the pain away.

i simply whisper good bye.

and we both know i cannot stay.

i need him now. in this moment.

i need his breath on my face.

i need his eyes, staring into mine

because.

i am alone here.

my family is non-existent.

my friends are a thing of the past.

all i have is music.

which is slowly going fast.

this pain in my heart.

started on the 28th of march.

the day i departed from home

the pain in my heart will go away.

on the very day i move home.

i just wanna go home.

i miss him and denver.

and the rest of my friends.

hair madness

new hair cut time
lets get something new and fresh.
lets cut it off
something not so manish

please dye it.

without frying it
radical colors
and bleach it to platinum blonde.

then you’ll wake up
tomorrow morning
and wonder if you were drunk

it was down to the kness,
oh please
now its only to my sides.
lets cut it short
but leave it long.
make sure it doesn’t
look like anyother guy’s.

origionality is what to strive for
let your creativity thrive.
after its done and over
it’ll be hated on
by yourself and everyone else.

lets just accept change
to put some spark back in life.
lets dye it dark
but leave most of it light.

then you’ll wake up
tomorrow morning
and wonder if you were drunk

it makes you want to
shave your head
or put it into super long dreads.

eventually it’ll grow back,
but it won’t happen very fast.

(more later)

its like what the fuck

when people hurt me,
i mean really hurt me
i do not know what to do.

when i trust someone
to the point of insanity
and they turn around and stab
me in my heart?

it makes me question
if anyone is really
worth the risk of pain.

i know what the answer
should be,
but its not the one that
makes sense to me.

i always miss my friends,
even the ones i never
hung out with
outside of school

and its like…
i never ever existed,
and i feel like
i have impacted their
lives…

but apparently i’ve
am wrong.

i hope i’m still
right.

the thing is.. i just moved from denver to grand junction.

i hate it in grand junction and i miss denver like hell.

all i want to do is move back,

but we have no money so,

we can’t.

i want to make a music break as soon as possible.

that would make so many things easier.

-manifests  musical break-

the end♥