Do you spend hours preening and checking yourself out in the mirror? I am quite proud to say I look once or twice, and leave it at that.
Happy days.
xxx


i am alonei am alone, with scattered paper and pencilled butterflies and a pretty voice i do know but cannot place. i looked at the sky earlier and it was blue like the eyes of my friend, but now it is grey-blue and i can't see her soul-windows anymore.i am alone
i am at the end of a long slice of life, i am on a pilgrimage to the next and i am scared. it is summer now and it is too hot, i am burning, burning up, crisp like the scattered paper and my face is red from the wine. but that is not really why my face is red.
i will awaken in the morning and i will look in the mirror and i won't look any different but there is a difference. i


You arecolours for the colourblind, inked words for the illiterate, things that I know but I don't know. I understand your colours because I have them too, they're my thoughts, my essence, my spirit, my spine, my hope, an extra hope that you're perfect. You. You. You. You. You. The more I say it, the less it makes sense. Make it make sense for me. I will remember you until I am wrinkled lines and curves and thick glasses, until my heart stops beating and I will start life over again. But I must not love you.You are


Fatigue has it's placeI don't know what to do with myself. It's not the end of the world, it's not the end of the world; I know it isn't because the words are still coming: "Keep in touch!" "I'll always remember you!" "Good luck!" The warmth of five, ten-year friendships begin to fade, but not forever. We'll always be friends. I'm tired. But the fatigue has it's place and there it will stay until I finish. Let's be happy. It's not the end of the world: living starts today. Let's head out and make mistakes, like young people do. Three hundred sad faces.Fatigue has it's place
&nbs
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"We hate so fast and love too slow."
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"We hate so fast and love too slow."
xox
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~I sing therefore I am~
~I draw therefore I feel~
Ma francais n'est pas bien, desole!
(Et je n'ai pas l'accent egule!)
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"We hate so fast and love too slow."
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"We hate so fast and love too slow."
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--Nothing's Impossible --
it is appreciated very much...
sorry so late, i have been camping
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come sail away in a orb with me, over imaginary lands and deep blue seas
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