Dark_Spark --> Sparkius.
I am a Dark Spark.
I am a quiet achiever.
I am an introvert, but new people excite me.
I like small groups, large ones make me self conscious.
I never say everything i am thinking.
I am ridiculously short, i dye my hair, and i live like everyone else.
I take drugs because they're interesting.
I smoke weed because it does more for me than alcohol.
I like dark things, i dress in dark colours.
I like shiny things, but usually because i'm high.
My parents are cool, they do the best they can.
I stay up late, i like the night.
I have blue eyes. The sun hurts them.
I try to get reasonable amounts of sleep. I can, but prefer not to sleep in.
I like electronic music. I'm not too interested in lyrics.
Many people talk too much. Others talk too little. I am an other.
I am a writer, not a reader.
I am employable, just not employed.
My room is black, i like it that way.
I am, and always will be, different from the person i want to be.
But right now, i'm pretty darn content with who i am.
I don't know what that is. Its not a poem. Not a verse... far cry from a story... just some writing i guess. If it sounds deep, then you must be reading it wrong.
"It's all in the kettle at this time of the hour!" Now there's a quote.
Quire: 25 sheets of writing paper.
Peasant: " Why sir, i have the quire you requested"
Slightly better employed peasant: "You FOOL! That's no quire! There's a mere 23 sheets of paper in your hands, what do i look like, some ridiculous note-taker? Short hand receptionist perhaps? FIDDLESTICKS! I am a writer! And a novelist at that! Take this petty quire away."
hehehe.
I am a quiet achiever.
I am an introvert, but new people excite me.
I like small groups, large ones make me self conscious.
I never say everything i am thinking.
I am ridiculously short, i dye my hair, and i live like everyone else.
I take drugs because they're interesting.
I smoke weed because it does more for me than alcohol.
I like dark things, i dress in dark colours.
I like shiny things, but usually because i'm high.
My parents are cool, they do the best they can.
I stay up late, i like the night.
I have blue eyes. The sun hurts them.
I try to get reasonable amounts of sleep. I can, but prefer not to sleep in.
I like electronic music. I'm not too interested in lyrics.
Many people talk too much. Others talk too little. I am an other.
I am a writer, not a reader.
I am employable, just not employed.
My room is black, i like it that way.
I am, and always will be, different from the person i want to be.
But right now, i'm pretty darn content with who i am.
I don't know what that is. Its not a poem. Not a verse... far cry from a story... just some writing i guess. If it sounds deep, then you must be reading it wrong.
"It's all in the kettle at this time of the hour!" Now there's a quote.
Quire: 25 sheets of writing paper.
Peasant: " Why sir, i have the quire you requested"
Slightly better employed peasant: "You FOOL! That's no quire! There's a mere 23 sheets of paper in your hands, what do i look like, some ridiculous note-taker? Short hand receptionist perhaps? FIDDLESTICKS! I am a writer! And a novelist at that! Take this petty quire away."
hehehe.