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I know a fun game we can play, it's called "guess the ungodly hour that jessie went to bed at!!" Midnight? 1? 2? 3? 4!?! Sorry, if you guessed 7:30 in the morning you would have went home with the grand prize.
Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say...
"The good thing about all that time staring at a wall (I get in bed at like 11, and stayed up from there ..too strung up to sleep.. *sings*) is I get some time to think. Do you think I suck up to much? Not just to like, adults/teachers/umpires, but like... as a person. I feel like when I'm around people, I mold to what they want to see in me. Like I can't seem to stick to what I want, but always be what I think THEY think is ideal. I feel like a cheat, like so many people know the one particular mask I wear when I'm around them, win their affection by disguising me with me. There are very few people I don't do this to. Mellie I think is the one person used to see through the masks, and I gave up. It's not like I try and do this, it's subliminal, it's like, a need in me to be liked or something. Maybe that is my personality, no personality. I'm a shapeshifter, an insecure shapeshifter. I'm a poser. This sucks.
So I'm exausted today. Can you tell? Maybe this is the 3 hours of sleep talking..."
Oh, now pride's gone out the window, cross the rooftops, run away
Left me in the vacuum of my heart.
Passion or coincidence once prompted you to say...
"The good thing about all that time staring at a wall (I get in bed at like 11, and stayed up from there ..too strung up to sleep.. *sings*) is I get some time to think. Do you think I suck up to much? Not just to like, adults/teachers/umpires, but like... as a person. I feel like when I'm around people, I mold to what they want to see in me. Like I can't seem to stick to what I want, but always be what I think THEY think is ideal. I feel like a cheat, like so many people know the one particular mask I wear when I'm around them, win their affection by disguising me with me. There are very few people I don't do this to. Mellie I think is the one person used to see through the masks, and I gave up. It's not like I try and do this, it's subliminal, it's like, a need in me to be liked or something. Maybe that is my personality, no personality. I'm a shapeshifter, an insecure shapeshifter. I'm a poser. This sucks.
So I'm exausted today. Can you tell? Maybe this is the 3 hours of sleep talking..."
Oh, now pride's gone out the window, cross the rooftops, run away
Left me in the vacuum of my heart.