"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: 10:04 PM
date: Sunday, February 25, 2007
Formaldehyde. "You sicken me, really", "Really?", "Really", "Then i am really sorry". "You are really not doing anything t make this better". "Okay I'll really try t make it up t you", "Really? How?", "Really a secret", "Wtf, the really in that phrase doesnt even make sense", "I know, but I really tried". You really made my day. :D