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so today i will be writing in the color of my hair. or at least some of the tips of it. i am alive. i have a job. i have a bank account. i like a boy. i'm pursuing art. i have a fantabulous thing planned for halloween. i can't breathe because of the butterflies in my stomach. i have heart problems. i am addicted to energy drinks. i cannot survive one day without them. this is probably bad but i don't care. i'm a faerie queen and you can't chain me to this shit world. i'm stressed. i went to the most amazing concert of my life. i found an amazing song. i turned one of my best friends into a sex fiend. this girl was probably better off before i got her out of her bubble but we couldn't see her be this way anymore.
it's the way that he makes you feel
it's the way that he kisses you
it's the way that he makes you fall in love
and that's what you get for falling again you can never get him outta yer head
so now that my little burst of lyrics is over i will continue my entry. i don't want to write because i believe that my journal's curse me. see now i'm a screwy little girl. but i'm getting better. i swear. that is to say if anything was wrong in the first place. my hair looks godly today. i really have become a faerie queen. i'm out because i don't want to write anymore because that would let people into my head. peace
it's the way that he makes you feel
it's the way that he kisses you
it's the way that he makes you fall in love
and that's what you get for falling again you can never get him outta yer head
so now that my little burst of lyrics is over i will continue my entry. i don't want to write because i believe that my journal's curse me. see now i'm a screwy little girl. but i'm getting better. i swear. that is to say if anything was wrong in the first place. my hair looks godly today. i really have become a faerie queen. i'm out because i don't want to write anymore because that would let people into my head. peace