Polyester Riddles.

Jul 04, 2008 13:42

"then teach me to see with my ears
so I'll find out what true beauty really is"

You never say anything positive about me when you're being honest.

When I don't know what to do with myself anymore I sleep.

You're nice now, how about later?

I've been shutting out the things that bother me more than accepting them like I should.

I'm distracted.

Stop using the word "awkward" to describe something. I don't even know what it means anymore. I'm positive you can find something else to say, this word is ridiculously overused. It's becoming more of an insult than anything.

Every time I think of the hulk, I think of this one show that was connected to Dexter's Laboratory with Major Glory, and this guy with a guitar and Krunk.

I feel like you have this amazing power to shut your emotion off. I sort of characterize you as two different people.

I want to be five years old again.

I'm pretty sure my mom wants me to be five years old again too.

I don't want to talk to you about it, I just want to know what you think about it. I still can't bring it up...

You'll never know if I don't bring it up.

Snails must be awfully poetic.

I'm being driven crazy slowly by this man that wanders around my house.

I think I used to be afraid of you because I never thought you cared about my well-being. I think that's why things were tossed around so much.

I think the reason I've been writing like this for the last number of posts is because I need to say something and I can't. That's why I keep coming back, it's because I never get it off my chest. I think that if I sat down to write what I was really thinking a lot of trouble could start, and everything was going fine. I'm scared. I guess I'll just have to keep returning with the little things.
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