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‘ello poppet.
my name is Megan and I am addicted to LJ.
let me introduce myself in LJ format..
I have the tendency to hug trees.. and compare my life to clay.., seasons.., a cup of coffee.., any given canvas.., or your mailman.
I envy the everyday hobo at the late diner.
being Arabic is my backbone..my lungs, yet being in America is the air i inhale... it comes down to what I exhale.
for me, religion is more internal, grounded, and fulfilling
but if you ask, I’ll always reply my best.
I’m always changing, crossing my fingers it’s always for the better. I try to improve myself constantly.
I don’t think as most do, I’m not saying I’m the fond unique, just that I am different.
I purposely go to remote places to observe. I’m quite.
I’m that kid that sits in the corner of the room writing in my notepad; in which is full of self-challenged tic-TAC-toe, my repetitive action of drawing eyes and words I resentfully label “my poetry.” (that I haven’t shared until recently.)
yet I’m also that kid that introduces herself to anyone in communicating distance.
I purposely go to crowded areas to be extroverted. I’m loud.
I am subtle.
I'm displeased with society’s beliefs.
I have over 20 watches and I wear them often, yet none of them tell the time.
we try to kill time in life..
yet not live them.
I hope to find someone that will give me a deeper thirsting after life and make me realize that the living water is thirsting me.
trite? Yes.
my name is Megan and I am addicted to LJ.
let me introduce myself in LJ format..
I have the tendency to hug trees.. and compare my life to clay.., seasons.., a cup of coffee.., any given canvas.., or your mailman.
I envy the everyday hobo at the late diner.
being Arabic is my backbone..my lungs, yet being in America is the air i inhale... it comes down to what I exhale.
for me, religion is more internal, grounded, and fulfilling
but if you ask, I’ll always reply my best.
I’m always changing, crossing my fingers it’s always for the better. I try to improve myself constantly.
I don’t think as most do, I’m not saying I’m the fond unique, just that I am different.
I purposely go to remote places to observe. I’m quite.
I’m that kid that sits in the corner of the room writing in my notepad; in which is full of self-challenged tic-TAC-toe, my repetitive action of drawing eyes and words I resentfully label “my poetry.” (that I haven’t shared until recently.)
yet I’m also that kid that introduces herself to anyone in communicating distance.
I purposely go to crowded areas to be extroverted. I’m loud.
I am subtle.
I'm displeased with society’s beliefs.
I have over 20 watches and I wear them often, yet none of them tell the time.
we try to kill time in life..
yet not live them.
I hope to find someone that will give me a deeper thirsting after life and make me realize that the living water is thirsting me.
trite? Yes.