This reminds me of how it was when I would tell Chelsea that I was gonna commit suicide.

i'll draw u a picture
i'll draw it with a twist
i'll draw it with a razorblade
i'll draw it on my wrist
and if i draw it correctly
a fountain will appear
to wash away my sorrow
to wash away my fear


~A LOST LIFE~by Jazz

a young girl,
a dark whole.
a hurtful world,
a lost soul.

a locked door,
a sharp knife.
a bloody floor.
a lost life.

so much pain,
so much shame.
a red stain,
and nobody to blame.


her brother in the hall,
yelling at her to open the door.
a blood writen note on the wall,
a body on the floor.

nobody knew
with every shove.
what this girl went threw,
she was in love.

with numb finger tips,
she reaches to the sky.
with dead lips,
she says goodbye.



~CAN U HELP ME?~ by Jazz



a young girl,
all alone.
so much pain and emotions,
never shown.

hardly breathing,
shes almost dead.
her heart held together,
with long,black thread.

looking back,
its clear to see.
in this poem,
im describing me.

so wipe away,
the bloody tears.
walk me through,
my unknown fears.

sit by my side,
and reach for my hand.
listen to my problems,
and pretend you understand.

stand with me,
on this ledge.
when the time is right,
push me over the edge.

look down,
and watch me fly.
will i float,
or will i die?

if your reading this,
you get to determine my fate.
can you help me,
or are you too late?


WHAT NOT TO SAY TO A COP!
1. I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer. (OK in Texas)

2. Sorry, Officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in.

3. Hey!!!! aren't you the guy from the Village People?

4. Hey, you must've been doin' about 125 mph to keep up with me. Good job!

5. Are You Andy or Barney?

6. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical condition to be a police officer.

7. Oh GOD!!! you're not gonna check the trunk, are you?

8. What the fuck?! I pay your salary!

9. Gee, Officer! That's terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning, too!

10. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.

11. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there are no other cars around. That's how far ahead of me they are.

12. When the Officer says "Gee Son....Your eyes look red, have you been drinking?" You probably shouldn't respond with,"Gee Officer your eyeslook glazed, have you been eating doughnuts?"

13."Officer I wasn't speeding...I was qualifying for NASCAR







FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
HOMIES: are the reason you have no food.

FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs
HOMIES: Call your parents DAD/MOM

FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
HOMIES: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"

FRIENDS: never seen you cry.
HOMIES: cry with you

FRENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
HOMIES: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.

FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
HOMIES: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.

FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.
HOMIES: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.

FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.
HOMIES: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"

FRIENDS: Are for awhile.
HOMIES: Are for life.

FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.
HOMIES: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste shit."

FRIENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.
HOMIES: Will knock them the fuck out

FRIENDS: Would ignore this
HOMIES: Will send this to all there real friends and hope to get it back



Boy: I need someone to talk to.
Girl: I'm always here for you.
Boy: I know.
Girl: What's wrong?
Boy: I like her so much.
Girl: Talk to her.
Boy: I don't know. She won't ever like me.
Girl: Don't say that. You're amazing.
Boy: I just want her to know how I feel.
Girl: Then tell her.
Boy: She won't like me.
Girl: How do you know that?
Boy: I can just tell.
Girl: Well just tell her.
Boy: What should I say?
Girl: Tell her how much you like her.
Boy: I tell her that daily.
Girl: what do you mean?
Boy: I'm always with her. I love her.
Girl: I know how you feel. I have the same problem. But he'll never like me.
Boy: Wait. Who do you like?
Girl: Oh some boy.
Boy: Oh... she won't like me either.
Girl: She does.
Boy: How do you know?
Girl: Because, who wouldn't like you?
Boy: You.
Girl: You're wrong, I love you.
Boy: I love you too.
Girl: So are you going to talk to her?
Boy: I just did.

well..in the last 24 hours..i got taken away from my family,travis left me and now my dads being charged with abuse and neglect.
my lifes so fucking perfect.
no wonder i wanta kill myself so bad.
every1 i care about jus leaves when i need them the most...
i cant take it anymore