I'm eleven years old. Behind a wooden shelf in my school's library is a section in which the books are not allowed to be accessed until one is in the Sixth Grade. I am in the Fifth Grade. Everyone has a reading partner but me. No one is looking. I quietly walk behind the wooden shelf and quickly skim the titles. A red, white, and black tome catches my attention. "Please Kill Me: An Oral History of...

1. What two new things am I going to do this year?Kay-Man, I'm not sure, really. Well, that's a lie, I am sure. I know I'm gunna leave New York, yeah, I'm gunna take Niz with me and we're gunna leave New York. It's not good for her to be around so much dope here, man. I don't want her going down the same path I went down. That won't really technically be a new thing, I guess, but it's something I...

I do way too much shit with my hair. I change it all the time. I'm really bored so I thought I'd make a timeline.This is way back in... 06 or 07? I can't remember which. But I was ridiculous and stupid and wanted to be a scene kid. That's my natural hair color.Then I got long bangs. Which looked really bad on me.Soon I got some sense into me, and started wearing my bangs to the side again as they...

I'm on your roof. It's a grey, bright day. The kind of day that never entails something good, but nothing bad, either. The kind of day that likes to try and block out emotions.I had gone downstairs (quietly, because yes, we know the rest of the apartment hates you) to bum a cigarette; we need some tobacco to use in our joint, right? I know you were supposed to sell that weed, and you only had two...

run off and hop trains to California with you.I'd get a pack, like one of the Jansport ones. I'd get ahold of it somehow, use someone's credit card, I don't know. But it'd be one of the good packs. I'd dig out my old maroon sleeping bag from summer camp ages ago and strap it to the bottom, then I'd stuff my pillow in the middle.I'd put in deodorant, and acne wash, just because I wouldn't wanna be...

I keep a livejournal, actually.http://i-cry-ink.livejournal.com .You should add me.But I write too much in general so I dunno.I'm going to Coney Island this weekend with a bunch of my friends.I can't wait. It's going to be 80 degrees. DAMN!I wonder what they mean by "can't be silly spam"? Do they consider fucking fanfics (MCR fanfics, oh god kill me now) spam? ...Well I guess they're writing and...