"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: 10:16 PM
date: Monday, January 08, 2007
I feel even more pathetic than before. Maybe I should do what I am deemed as (aka psycho). Im joking, dont take me seriously, please. Thank you Veronica Ma'am and Monica Ma'am for the talk. (: How I wish.... Blah. Good things happen t lucky people, fated people. I shall remain quiet-er, that way I wont hear words that open my heart up, massacre it and throw it back into a rubbish heap. Thank you squadmate darlings for your ever present encouragement. Shall sleep during cme, and hopefully when I wake up, all this will be a dream. Okay that sounds..... leave me t my equally pathetic wishes. Me and Hazel are both v upset. (: Hahahahha, extremely upset. Shah, great companion who shares similiar mind, keep me company tonight on msn! (Souvenirs, souvernirs, souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs, souvenirs) Bye. Bio is a killer, wtf. I should just use my one week mc and pon school, but I wont. Cos I've t be a good girl t get back my tablet. Damnating pos.
I hate/love you, contradicting.