"Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold."

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Hi my name is so and so, sometimes when i'm bored, i draw people in my head. I listen to music a lot but the best times are usually when i'm on the bus. I don't think many people know about me because I keep a low profile. On days when i'm upset, i paint my toe nails and red is my favourite color. I have white feet, they remind me of porcelain. My eyes resemble almonds and my lids look like define lines imprinted in clay. I wish I were somebody else, maybe superman perhaps, my red cape in the wind, ever so free. My blog is a collection of my perspectives, thoughts and emotions. I write when I write, what I write. Your critcism is not welcomed.
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time: 8:11 PM
date: Sunday, September 18, 2005
18th sept .
there is still that fcuking pain from phsyical training .
and my dad sucks .
ii noe whyy im so comfortable wif crying .
cos ii do it everyday .
cos my dad is heartless when he lectures me.
pls la , use that voice and those words to lecture eur platoon or whatever not me .
im eur daughter for god's sake .
im not a soldier in the army . use eur voice in the army not at home .
whatever .
ii need to go cut la .
cya tmr on shitty monday . :((
todae sucks .
and its not HAPPINESS at whatever time .
better go change the stupid blog settings too .