January 13, 2007 11:26 pm
I can pretend like it's okay
and spare myself a tear.
I can pretend like i'm loved
and... then what?
No, no one loves me.
I'm asking for a bleeding heart.
stab me until i'm gone.
please... if you leave, who will break me?
and who will save me?
no one.
who will hate me, love me, keep me safe yet kill me?
I will.
and you wil stand there and smile.
Hello, Seattle.
I am an albatross.
What Do You Want To Know?
- grey.skies.dark.lies
- I decided this "About Me" needed an update. I am not the same person I was 2 years ago. I'm not the same person I was 2 days ago, in fact. The person I am now? I love math. Shamelessly. If math were a person, I would kill to be his loving wife. I love food, on and off. Some days I wake up with a pure hate for food, some days we are the best of friends down in my belly. I am weird, and the concept of being "normal" is abhorrent and repulsive. I like big words that no one uses, like dodtrantal. It means "nine inches in length." Just a fact. I am a lazy student, but I have a master plan to become valedictorian and attend an Ivy League school. Somehow. I adore adore adore Regina Spektor and about a million other bands. I love strangers because I love to hear their stories and life information. I love sharing my stories and life information. I basically have a tepid yet fervent relationship with life that I am quite content with. Now, all of this will change within a week; I guarantee.
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