hello Killjoys!
i have yet to wonder what Gee will get us to call each other next. You Paraders, Bullets, Saviors of the Broken The Beaten and the Damned, Celebrities, Teenagers, Lovers, Revengers.
if you guess what song those are all from, i will post pics of the band ^.^
so right now i am in computer class, waiting for that passing bell to ring. oh, how life can be such a drag. they make me do pushups in drag! so depressing. the love of my life is gone, away and forever. Taylor Draffen. oh, that rolls off my tongue so sweetly... i even wrote him a letter with a poem. here's a stanza from it:
"Darling, we can take a stab
At everything i dream we have
If you'd only give me one chance
I'll save you, like its the last dance"
Romantic? maybe. saddening. yesh indeedy.
i am 15 years old and when i claim i experience true love, i reach my downfall when they dont feel it too :'( i wish i was heartless, no emotions, but i wouldnt experience a motley of great feelings if i was.
let's see....
back when i was a naive teenager....
i met this guy who lived out of state, countless miles away. Austin Brooks was his name. like a song in my head, i wish i was dead. my first poem written was about him. i remember it like it was yesterday. he'd contact me by phone and his voice was so deep and sweet. he told me i was perfect, that he loved me.
he'd say, guess what?
i'd reply, what?
he'd cleverly say, first word is i and the last word is you!
i'd exclaim, aww i love you too!!!!
but Austin is gone now..... we had so much in common. it was madness, like laceration gravity. i'm trying to let you know how much we mean, as days fade and nights fall.
he was wonderful. and all mine for a point lost in time.
i feel like i am stuck betwixt two worlds. love and loss. how sweet it feels to taste the air of a forgotten romance.
i deleted his phone number. i cant quite remember it now. i wish to see how he is doing. he should be 16 years of age, knowing that his birthday is November 21st, 1995.
Oh Austin, where does the time go? a different dimension, maye?
i can smell the sweet scent of freshly sawed grass.
like the scent of summers pass
but as i am losing my mind
my spirits, i'll hang 'em high
this is Alexia Balmores. sitting in a classroom residing in Timber Creek High School. where i reveal my personal thoughts to the world. i'm just a soft spoken girl, asian, black hair with slight blonde, brown eyes, black shirt and tie laying firmly in the day (not a uniform) and my standard gothica attire still reigns true. every Killjoy lives a dream, one that i want to live too.
~Toxic Flame
aka Forgotten Killjoy
P.S. guess all the song references and i will show you a special surprise! :D
