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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: 5:20 PM
date: Tuesday, October 04, 2005
my reflections ; todae was an weird dae . ii had new hair . ii look like shiit please . but ii have been forced and my mom is due to pay thirty dollars for abusing her one and only daughter to suffer the face of fugliness and the humilitation and embarrasement is too high to bear , so she should try to console me during these trying times by offering me money in turn for the fugliness that she has caused me to be . amen . HA . tribute to my mom who made me a fugly . thanks mother , much love . ii tied the smallest ever lil pony tail to sch . its not cute okay . it looks like a black worm's nest at the end . and my hair was so messy with my short fringe but ii look much MUCH worse with my hair down . dear hair , please ii beg the ends of eu , please grow faster man . ii have to suffer the gasps of extreme shock when people realised that ii was now more fugly . woe is deifinitely me . sigh .