Fine. I give in.

[wisepoeticpause]

here bitches.



I Live: for today and tomorrow.

I Work: in the theatre far too much

I Talk: to people who matter.

I Wish: people whould just tell me the truth. No sugar-coats.

I Enjoy: laughing until I cry, falling in love.

I Look: toward the future.

I Find: random objects hidden in my room.

I Smell: the roses.

I Listen: aptly and with great attention to detail.

I Hide: from everyone/thing that could hurt me - in my past.

I pray: when someone needs it.

I Walk: around the halls.

I Write: when I'm inspired or pissed.

I See: people who are confused.

I Sing: Off-key and loudly.

I Laugh: like a dying donkey.

I Can: mother people.

I Watch: life go by.

I Learn: that things hurt, but joy is inescapable.

I dream: in color and frequently

I Want: people to love me for me. love?

I Cry: more nowadays

I Burnt:Cookies

I Read: fantasy books, essays, everything?

I Love: my friends, my family, paige.

I Sometimes: wish I hadn't talked.

I Touch: what I do not understand.

I Hurt: When I get told a lie.

I Fear: getting hurt - ending up with a 9 to 5 job

I Hope: To make sense of life and find my place

I Break: my heart.

I Eat: when I'm hungry.

I Quit: not doing my homework.

I Bathe: twice a day nowadays (shower and relax bath)

I Drink: D.P. and coke with lime?

I Save: everything people give me. everything.

I Hug: people I care about.

I Meditate: During yoga.

I Play: really bad piano.

I Miss: honesty.

I Hold: a pen?

I Forgive: easily and readily. Or never, depending on the transgression/person.

I Drive: a blood-spattered '95 Chevy S10

I Have: the Narnia sountrack.

I Don't: spend enough time with my friends.

I Steal: only from the theatre. Stealing is dumb.

I Made: my grandma a stained-glass lighthouse.

I Kiss: only those who mean alot to me.

I Believe: life is a beautiful thing.

I Owe: paige a great deal.

I Feel: currently like hell in a handbasket.

I Know: I'll move on.

(I'll do this again when I'm in a better mood, bet I'll get different answers)

Apparently there was this time in the theatre where someone walked in on me eating a girl out and I just looked up and was like "what?". I like how I don't remember it at all. Haha. Dear Theatre Gossips who don't like me, get your rumors right!

and really, if I got caught? I would have the dignity to try to hide what was going on. Normal people don't eat eachother out in the theatre.