And now another update.

Alrighty. It's been a few weeks. Let's see....

School: sucks and barely passing. (Barely as in.. passing for high school diploma not college and by like 3%.)
Home: what's new:/ same old same old. Dad and step mom are sick (not a cold. Like, could be bad.) and they almost got divorced and i dont know anymore its just ugh.
Moving on.
At the moment I am cut-free 37 days!
But it's really hard (at least i'm trying, right?)
I had a little drug overdose over spring break a week and a half ago.
I thought I was dead at one point.
Woot..
I have a show next week, singing yay!
Uhm. I don't really know everythings pretty static same old messed up sucky life.
Oh, mothers' day is tough, went to the cemetery to see momma today.
6 feets of dirt and rocks between us though.
Updates and such to be done again soon.
<3xoxo.

Free verse: Mommy.

You are strong to leave us.

You are strong to fight.

You made me believe,

You gave me courage.

To live a life without you

is the hardest thing I'll ever have to do.

My angel above,

My saving grace,

Living for your name.

I love you

forever and a day,

my mommy.

A Haiku

Wisdom on the streets,

"i don't want coins, i want change,"

his cardboard sign reads.

-rachelleeashlee<3.

A Cinquain poem.

Peanut Butter.

Rich, Creamy,

Soothing, Calming, Relaxing.

Gluing together broken hearts.

My comfort food.

-rachelleeashlee<3.

Health class assignment- I Am Alcohol poem

I Am Alcohol

I am a killer.

I am the smell on your fathers breath.

I am the poison screwing with your liver.

I am a cause of death.

I am whispering temptation.

I am effecting more than a few.

I am why you're on probabtion.

I am the headlights racing toward you.

I am the screaching of the tires.

I am why your car's on fire.

I am your end, afterall

I am alcohol.

-rachelleeashlee<3.