December 23, 2007

  • ' Everybody loves an underdog. ' nobody really cheers for the snobs. if i wasn't so small. and if i didn't have old lady hands, i'd go around punching everybody. it's just one of those days. i'm very irritated and not in the mood for bullshit. oh, how their noses would snap. and i scream for the sunlight. or a car to take me anywhere. i haven't had to move anywhere yet. this is exactly what i wanted. i never knew staying was worse than leaving. decoraaaaaaationnn. decoraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayaaaaation. decoraaaaaaaaaaaaayayaaaaaaaaaation. i am perfectly capable of breaking hearts. it's so tempting. to turn my gentle hand into a fist. to crush their insides in terrifying ways. i am secretly a monster of the grandest proportions. mascarading as a small, shallow-minded, somewhat easy-on-the-eyes youth. i have set my boundaries like checkpoints disguised as barricades. i cannot hurt you. but you cannot come in past a point. all my faces are alibis. iamamachine.iamamachine.iamamachine.iamamachine.iamamachine.iamamachine.iamamachine.iamamachine. ' I'm just trying to stop the bleeding. '
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