Writers Muse

Dream Boy

Rosie — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 17:43:24 +0000

Boys are dumb. Just like in general. They treat you like a queen when they are try to convince you to fuck them and then when you refuse (or give in) it’s like they turn into freaking ice. Maybe I am talking to the wrong types of guys. I don’t know. I just am not attractived to any guy right now - they are all such big turn offs.

But my dream boy…like wow. I literally do mean a dream boy too. It was from the dream last night. In my dream I was in a highschool class room and something happened [like a shooting I think] and everything was chaos. Then this girl [in reality she’s a girl from middle school that I havent seen in years] comes up to me and tells me I need to go to the hospital because dream boy [I don’t remember if she used a name for him] has been hurt and he says he wants to see me. So then BAM! I’m at the hospital and in the waiting room. He comes out in clutches and tells me he has to tell me something.

I follow him to this bench where he takes out pieces of torn paper and reads me this poem [the only part I remember is ‘i even have your face on my lighter’ to which he hands me his lighter and sure enough my pic is on it]. It’s really weird because I’m sure I have never met this guy. He was tall 5′9 maybe, had long black hair that reached his shoulders but it was tied in a ponytail in my dream, he was tan but pale with grey/hazel eyes. Oh and he had a British accent! He could skateboard and he could play the guitar. Anyway after he read the poem I was speechless and he grinned, cupped my face in his hands, and leaned in to kiss me. It was crazy how I could really feel the kiss. It wasn’t like sexual or anything but had alot of passion. The impact of the kiss was so strong I jumped out of bed and that ended my dream. It sucked that I couldn’t jump back into the dream and I probably won’t dream anything like that again - at least not with that impact. But of course it would rock if I could find this dream boy out there somewhere. *sigh* Oh well.

Today

Rosie — Thu, 04 Sep 2008 01:31:31 +0000

I saw your picture today.
It was awful in a cute type of way.
I think I fell in love today.
It still feels weird to say
I almost died today.
It was nothing but a fluke mistake.
I want to kiss you today.
It is just in case I don’t have another day.

Protector

Rosie — Fri, 15 Aug 2008 05:27:18 +0000

Movie - Jumper: Description: [In Progress. Rated T. Romance/General - GriffinxOC] My job was a relatively simple one: to protect the assigned. That all changed the day I got assigned to that messy haired, suicidal manic, jumper named Griffin O’Connor. How am I supposed to protect someone who would rather see me dead?

Chapters: [ 1 - 2 ]

Mr. Kitty Cat

Rosie — Sun, 10 Aug 2008 15:55:16 +0000

Movie - The Covenant: Description: [In Progress. Rated T. Romance/Humor - TylerxOC] (Excerpt: “You’re like a cat,” I pause in a failed attempt to control my laughter. “You’re my mr. kitty cat.” He sighed heavily as he fell back onto my bed. An arm draped over his face I could hear him mumble, “Couldn’t you picture me as a lion instead.”)

Chapters: [ 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 ]

Not About Me

Rosie — Sun, 03 Aug 2008 06:59:37 +0000

I am getting seriously addicated to writing these ’short poems’. Words seem to pop into my head like 24/7; lucky for me I had my laptop on when this one came together in my mind.

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Close your eyes.

Shout out loud.

Release the anger you behold.

Don’t be sad.

Don’t be blue.

It is only natural I forget about you.

And with these words it would seem…

like you have forgotten about me.

Close your eyes.

Don’t you breathe.

Until you remember this is not about me.

Poem

Rosie — Wed, 30 Jul 2008 16:52:03 +0000

Just popped into my head so here it is for your reading enjoyment.

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Standing close and I feel alone.

Walk away and I will stray.

It’s funny how simply I can break…

from jus one of your mistakes.

In your arms I feel cold.

Turn your back and I will fall.

Kate Perry - Mannequin

Rosie — Wed, 16 Jul 2008 15:50:53 +0000

How do I get closer to you
When you keep it all on mute
How will I know the right way to love you

Usually the Queen of figurin out
Breaking down a man is no work out
But I have no clue
How to get through to you

I wanna hit you just to see if you cry
I keep knockin’ on wood, hopin there’s a real boy inside

But you’re not a man
You’re just a Mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you’re not a man

I wish I could just turn you on
Put a battery in and make you talk
Even pull a string for you to say anything

But with you there is no guarantee
Only expired warranty
A bunch of broken parts
And I can’t seem to find your heart

I’m such a fool
I’m such a fool
I’m such a fool
This one’s outta my hands
I can’t put you back together again

Cause you’re not a man
You’re just a Mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
But you’re not a man
You’re just a, a toy
Could you ever be a real, real boy
And understand
But you’re not a man

If the past is the problem
Our future can solve them baby
I could bring you life if you let me inside baby
This will hurt but in the end You’ll be a man

Cause you’re not a man
You’re just a Mannequin
I wish you could feel that my love is real
You’re just a, a toy
Could you ever be a real, real boy
And understand
But you’re not a man

The Workbox

Rosie — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 15:57:12 +0000

Description: Critical analysis on the poem The Workbox written by Thomas Hardy. Focusing on the tone and voice in which the poem was written in. Written for Hum300 class as of Summer 08 Quarter.

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Weekly Journal… SAY WHAT!

Rosie — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 17:41:38 +0000

So I am supposed to keep track (in other words keep a journal) of what I do at my internship on a weekly basis. It is supposed to be around a page (or less) about what I have done during the day. Honestly speaking, all I do is answer the phone - how am I supposed to stretch one task into a paragraph. O.O I’m so screwed.

The Veronicas - All I Have

Rosie — Tue, 08 Jul 2008 14:01:32 +0000

I was missing you
You were miles away
He was close to me
I let him stay
Then I closed my eyes
He almost felt the same
But when the morning broke
I cried out your name

If I’d only known
It would break us
I’d have done anything just to save us

‘Cause you’re all I have
When the world comes down on me
You’re the one I love
And I’m begging you to see
You’re all, you’re all, you’re all I have
You are, you are the one I love
You are, you are, you’re all I have

You’ve forgiven me
But it doesn’t change
The guilt I feel when you mention his name
No more innocence
How to trust again
Wanna believe that you won’t do the same

And every time we fight
We’re gettin’ closer
I slowly die inside
I’m scared it’s over

Your love for me was always there
Maybe too much for me to care
Now that I know I messed it up
I’d give my all to take it back