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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: 10:46 AM
date: Sunday, January 29, 2006
durgga : went to watch memoirs of a geisha ytd - it held great meaning but some parts were just frigging disgusting - too horrible to even watch. and she went through ALL THAT for some guy who bought her this cup of ice when she was young, hes like this chairman guy, and then she goes to the temple and says she will become a geisha fer him. then when she is alone wif him at the end, she said " each step i took in my life was to bring myself closer to you " or something liddat to him at the end. and the other thing is that most jap men, thru the movie, are just pervertic old freaks who actually bid to who actually have ___ with the geisha fer the first time. and also, most of the geisha's are just bitches who bitch about each other, ov it seems that a geisha is some kind of high class prostitute. there were some meaning in the movie but the digusting old men took away the niceness of the movie. did my reflection fer rc already (: but theres still the ---- toopid tamil hw . /:


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