So its been a while and im back
im 19 now and im married
wanting...longing to get back to writing
Goodbye for now
Oh, how I hate to say goodbye even though I know it is only for a little time.
I've come to a new season in my life and I will be taking a little break from Prose, I will continue my writing and will come back to post it soon.
I wish you all well and hope you all continue to grow in your writing and grow into who you are. love yall. happy writing.
p.s if your into watching vlogs on youtube ill have one coming in about a year(theofficalJenevieve) if all goes well!
(DISCLAIMER: I am in no way a racist, in real life. this post was written for this challenge but I don't share these same ideas or thoughts as a person.)
They call me a racist
But I can’t deny it you see
I hate everyone that doesn’t have the same color skin as me
They will never be good enough
Because obviously white is supreme
I can’t contain this hatred and you can’t believe
The things I say when someone of another color walks past me
They think they deserve to be equal to you and me
But that idea is beyond ludicrous
Don’t you agree?
Who i am
My name is Jenevieve Alex Hardison
but who I am as a person is a complex thing lol.
I’m an 18 yr old girl that’s 5″1′ with wavy brown hair and green eyes.
imma just dive in, like I do off the cliffs of California, never ever looking before I leap.
I’m an Adrenaline Junkie to put it simply...if it’s dangerous, dumb, or you say “don’t do it” I’m going to do it if I haven’t already. it’s not that I want to die all the time but I’m not scared of dying. My friends say I have depression and I guess they’re not wrong but we all have monsters... don’t we?
I’m into Boxing, Camping, Cliff Diving, Music(i do covers and originals), Mtn.Biking(some of my fav. trails are at Fire Mtn. in Cherokee, NC).
My soul longs for adventure and my veins are filled with Wanderlust and...Ambien.
I live off-grid in a dry cabin, so naturally, as you may imagine I don’t share a lot of the views most girls my age do. which leads me to my next topic...
I’m not an above-average violent person or I don’t think so... but I will have to say talk is cheap and if you wanna run your mouth at me you better be ready to back it up because if you don’t watch it your gonna have a left hook at your face followed by a right-handed jab and an armbar.
I’m Studying Medical Sonography (AAS) and will graduate in three more years as a certified medical sonographer with a bachelor’s degree in science.
I love The Office, Parks, and Rec., Brooklynn Nine-Nine just to name a few shows, and FYI I was watching the Office waaayyyy before it was cool so don’t put me in the new Office loving group with all the other fakes. (also anything MARVEL)
My favorite drink(s) are Kombucha, Tequilla, Coffee, and Milk.
I don’t know what else to say without revealing too much about myself so um..yeA
Well I have so many
I don’t know what to choose
My bare hands are best to use when I want to feel what I’m doing to you
Talk is cheap, at least to me so I won’t use words to hurt you
My knife is next its pretty neat
It can slice through anything
A pile of Flesh all sliced up
That’s all you’ll seem to be
Here comes my ax is great you see
It’ll chop you in half
As if you were a tree
And there you’ll be laying on the ground still as can be
I still can’t decide on a weapon you see
Maybe ill just use all three...
Levels are too low
Or maybe there to high
I can’t remember now
All I know is I can go
From cloud nine
To 6 feet under
In 3 seconds
I fall short of perfection
I’ll never be enough
Maybe I should end it all now
I know the pills in the back
Of the medicine cabinet
That I couldn’t bring myself
I know the 9mm on my nightstand
Ready for when I may
The doctor pulls me
Out of the inside of my head
And calls my attention back to her
Too bad, she can’t
From the monsters in
I follow you through the dark
to the inside of my heart
to the depths of your soul
to the place, we'll call home
the inner child in me
she a lot to take in you see
bloody knuckles and scraped knees
from all the anger left in me
her laughter bubbly as can be
as she laughs
at the simplest things
reckless and daring, hardly caring
about what others believe
shes filled with desire
to climb higher and higher in the old oak tree
as she sings a melody so sweet
almost 18 now...
where did she go
she left a long time ago
after heartbreak and hard times
it was hard to keep her alive
oh well it was fun
while she lasted, after all, she's just a piece of the past
I have this case of writer's block
I can't get through it
the clock continues to go tik tok
but I just can't do it
so I pick up a rock
thinking that someway this will help me do it
but all it does is make me question my life
and if ill ever get through it
“I have nothing for you, i can't love you, when I can't even love myself.”
I watch the shadows on the wall as your shadow walks away from me, then hesitates
A bit of hope fills my stomach but you just turn and say
“Ya know i've been hanging on, but you lost your mind a while ago. Maybe the shots wont ricochet next time.”
I watch your back right up until you walk out the door...I hold the gun in my trembling hands,and pull back the hammer. The metal tastes funny in my mouth as my tears fall down my cheeks.